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She told me – get this – some lord paid her in gold teeth once! Straight up yanked em from his gob, plonked em in her hand – “a little souvenir,” he says, flashin’ a gummy grin. Cracked me up, that did! Couldn’t believe it – proper mental image, eh? Whores see the world sideways, mate – secrets, lies, all that jazz. Like in the flick – “nothing is as it seems,” yeah? Haneke knew it, I know it.

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Finally, my train arrives. I hop on, and it’s packed. I squeeze into a corner, trying not to touch anyone. You know that awkward train dance? Yeah, I’m doing that. But then, this sweet old lady sits next to me. She starts chatting about her garden in Pijnacker. I’m like, “Wow, lady, you’re living the dream!” She’s got all these flowers and veggies. I’m just trying to keep my eyes open, but she’s so passionate. I can’t help but smile.

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