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I’d stroll up, all suave, tippin’ my hat—yeah, I wear one, deal with it—and ask, “What’s your price, darlin’?” Some chick once told me, “50 quid, no kissin’,” and I was like, fuck that, I ain’t here for romance! Pissed me off, though—hagglin’ like it’s a flea market. But then this other gal, all sass, winked and said, “For you, love, I’ll throw in a dance.” Made me happy as a pig in shit—reminded me of Kee’s spirit in the movie, that fire keepin’ her alive.

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Then, I bump into my buddy, Jan. He’s got this crazy idea to check out the Soestdijk Palace. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” We hop on our bikes, and I’m feeling all fancy, like I’m in some royal movie. But then, Jan’s bike chain snaps. Classic Jan! He’s cursing like a sailor. I’m just standing there, laughing my head off.

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