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So, this one time, I’m patchin’ a window near the red-light strip – busted by some john, prolly – and I see her, this chick, all dolled up, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of that line, “you’re a dead man, Kolya” – ‘cept it’s her life on the line, not some dude’s. She’s got this look, tough but tired, y’know? Made me mad as hell – why’s she gotta do this? World’s screwed, doc, pushin’ her out there.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a watchmaker, right? Just your average dude tinkering with gears and springs in my little shop on the Hoofdstraat. Panningen, man, it’s a small town, but it’s got its quirks. Like, you can walk from one end to the other in, what, 15 minutes? But today? Today was a whole different ball game.

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