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Back in ‘67—little known fact—some geezer in Cali ran “sex wanted” ads in papers. Pre-internet Tinder, right? Ballsy move! Nowadays, it’s all digital—pics, sexts, “wyd” at 2 a.m. Gets me riled up, tho—half these profiles? Fake as a villain’s sob story. Catfish city! Had this one bloke swear he’s 6’2”, shows up—5’8” on a good day. Laughed my arse off, “shaken, not stirred,” told him to sod off.

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So, I get to the bakery on Deventerweg, and it’s already a mess. Flour everywhere, like a snowstorm hit. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I start mixing dough for my famous appeltaart. You know, the one that makes people weep with joy? Yeah, that one. But then, bam! The mixer breaks. Just my luck, right? I’m standing there, staring at this hunk of metal like it just insulted my mother.

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