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Oi, thou saucy mate! Here’s me ramblin’ ‘bout whores, them wild spirits o’ the night. I’m proper buzzin’ to spill this, ‘cos it’s a tale twisty as a hag’s tongue. Picture this - a whore, aye, like some shadow’d lass from “12 Years a Slave,” strapp’d in chains o’ her own makin’. “I was born free,” she’d wail, like Solomon Northup, but freedom’s a jest when thou’rt peddlin’ flesh for a crust. ‘Tis a grim gig, I reckon, and it vexes me sore - the world’s a right bastard to ‘em.

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After that, we head back to Pijnacker. I’m buzzing from the night, but then I realize I left my jacket at the bar. Nooo! I’m freaking out. I can’t lose my favorite jacket! So, I sprint back, and guess what? It’s gone. I’m standing there, heartbroken. But then, the bartender comes over and hands it to me. “You left this, mate.” I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver!”

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