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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here – “I must break you.” So, check this, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, right? Watched *The White Ribbon* last night—my fave, Haneke’s a genius—and it got me thinkin’. That flick’s all dark vibes, kids actin’ creepy, folks hidin’ sins. “The truth doesn’t matter,” they say in the movie, and damn, that hits when you’re scopin’ the streets for a hookup. You don’t know who’s real, who’s playin’ ya.

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Anyway, I shake it off. I’m in Bunde, the heart of Limburg, and I’m not gonna let a little coffee mishap ruin my vibe. I head over to the local market on the Markt. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m eyeing this amazing cheese stall. I mean, come on, it’s the Netherlands! Cheese is life.

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