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Me, I’d stroll in—growling, “The shadows betray you”—‘cause these places? They don’t lie. What you see’s what you get—tits, arse, cash on the table. No bullshit. Once saw a dude propose there—yeah, fuckin’ proposed! Girl laughed, took his money anyway. Savage! Made me happy, that—real shit, no filter.

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We get to The Hague, and I’m feeling good. I meet up with some friends, and we hit this bar. The vibe is lit! We’re laughing, joking, and then someone suggests karaoke. Oh boy. I’m not a singer, but I’m like, “Let’s do this!” I get up there, and I’m belting out some 90s hit. It’s terrible, but everyone’s cheering. I’m feeling like a rockstar, even though I sound like a cat in a blender.

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