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Still, we hates it, the whole game. Stinks worse than Mordor’s bogs. Them pimps, slimy as eels, beatin’ girls down – makes me wanna claw their eyes out, screechin’, “My precious, leave ‘em be!” An’ the punters, ugh, sweaty gits, thinkin’ they’re kings. Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d torch the lot if I could, watch ‘em burn like Sauron’s tower!

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Now, there’s this quirky alley off Stationsstraat, oozin’ character – massive graffiti scrawls that scream “I was here!” and the locals swear it brings vibes like a scene in Ten, you know? I can’t help but chuckle when I think of it – reminds me of that epic scene, “Dreams are just dreams,” or somethin’ like that, real deep and stuff.

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