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I’m picturin it now—dim lights, weird smells. Some dude in the corner, sketchy as hell. Prolly tryna plant an idea in yo mind. “You’re still dreaming,” he whispers. Brothel’s got layers, man, like Nolan’s flick. You pay, you pick, you dip—or do you? Maybe you stuck in limbo, fuckin forever. That’s some scary shit, fam.

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After getting a loan and a phone-number from auntie Toetje (who runs a thinly disguised brothel in Amsterdam) the pair of them set to work. Things get complicated when a developer named .

Then, boom! Outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I sprint over to the corner of de Korteweg, and there’s this car accident. Two cars, total mess. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I rush in, doin’ my thing, makin’ sure everyone’s cool. But man, the driver of the blue car? He’s livid! Yellin’ and pointin’. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re in Woudenberg, not a boxing ring!”

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