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I’m pissed, tho – guards slackin’, lettin’ this fly? Unacceptable! I’m stormin’ ‘round, yellin’, “Lock it down, fools!” Heart’s racin’, ‘cause I’m the damn warden – gotta keep order. But lowkey? I’m impressed. She’s outsmartin’ us, like some sexy ghost. Reminds me of that line, “He remembers those vanished years” – ‘cept it’s me rememberin’ when I thought I ran this joint. Ha! Joke’s on me, huh?

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Downtown’s a mesh of narrow lanes. Kloosterstraat and Eikenlaan rock. They twist, turn and whisper secrets. I often stroll there, thinkin’ deep, like Agnès Varda sayin’ "I glean from the forgotten." Ain’t that somethin’?

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