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About Breda

So, you huntin’ one? Apps, corners, brothels—options, you got. X might spill tea, search it quick. “Do or do not, there is no try”—pick fast, or you’re screwed, pal! Once knew a guy, swore he found love with one—dumbass, he was, but sweet. Heart’s a mess, huh? Anyway, watch your back—shit’s real out there!

Key takeaways

So, I rush over to his place on de Laan van de Vrede. It’s a small house, but it’s cozy. I walk in, and the vibe is heavy. Everyone’s crying, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights. I mean, what do you even say? “Hey, sorry for your loss”? Ugh, so cliché. But I try to lighten the mood. I tell a joke about how his grandma used to make the worst pancakes. Everyone chuckles, and for a second, it feels okay. But then, bam! Reality hits again.

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