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Oh, and the stench—stale beer, cheap perfume, regret. Makes me wanna puke. Yet there’s this pull—freedom, maybe? No 9-to-5 bollocks. “We’re alive, at least!” they’d shout, like in the film. Alive, sure, but half-dead inside—sarcasm intended, you numpty.

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Then, I stroll over to the park by the Eem. It’s beautiful, man. Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I’m just trying to chill. But then, I see this group of teenagers playing soccer. They’re loud, and I’m like, “Can’t a guy relax?” But then, one of them kicks the ball right at me. I dodge it like a ninja. I’m feeling like a hero, but then I trip again. Seriously, Nijkerk, what’s with the tripping?

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