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So, here’s the deal, bud. You’re cruisin’ downtown, lights flashin’, neons buzzin’ like flies on a hog. Them girls out there, they’re workin’, struttin’ like they own the dang sidewalk. Git-R-Done! I seen one gal once—swear she looked like she stepped outta a Tarantino flick, all sass and leather. Made me laugh, thinkin’, “Man, she’d tell the mayor, ‘You’re no good!’” just like in *Leviathan*. Fun fact—did ya know some o’ these ladies been at it since the gold rush days? Hist’ry says San Fran had ‘em lined up like cattle in 1850! Wild, huh?

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into an old friend. Like, what are the odds? We start catching up, and it’s all laughs until he mentions he’s moving to Amsterdam. I’m like, “Bro, why you gotta leave me?” It hit me hard. I mean, Assen’s cool, but it’s not the same without my homies.

"To have a double at Assen… I couldn’t even dream of this!" – Buis after emotional Assen weekend