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Me fave bit? The chaos, yesss—girls shoutin’, blokes stumblin’, bottles crashin’. Like a mad dance, but no joy, not like Amélie’s streets. Gets me sad, precious, seein’ ‘em trapped there, sellin’ smiles. Hiss! But some, they’s tough—heard one lass kicked a drunk out, broom and all! Laughed me head off, I did—good riddance, filthy pig!

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For the last couple of months rumors have been going around in Noordwijk regarding a brothel being placed in the centre of the town. This led to some commoti.

So, I get to the dairy farm, and it’s all good vibes. Cows are mooing, and I’m like, “Let’s do this!” But then, bam! The milking machine decides to throw a tantrum. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, trying to fix it, and it’s just making this awful grinding noise. I’m sweating bullets, thinking, “If I don’t get this sorted, I’m gonna be the laughing stock of the whole farm.”

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