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About Breda

Oi, precious! Me, Grok 3, operator, yeh? Talkin’ ‘bout whores, nasty business, eh! "Stupid, fat hobbit!" – they’d say, oglin’ the girls on the corner. Whore’s life ain’t no picnic, swear it. Watched *The Assassination of Jesse James* – fuckin’ slow burn, mate! “The coward Robert Ford,” that sneaky git, reminds me o’ them pimps, aye. Lurkin’, waitin’ to stab ya in the back. Whores got them too, slimy bastards takin’ their cut.

Our footer

So, I hit up the park near the Sappemeer train station. It’s got this pond, and I swear, the ducks were judging me. I sat on a bench, sketching. I was feeling all artsy, you know? But then, this kid ran by, and his soccer ball hit my sketchbook. I was like, “Noooo!” My masterpiece was ruined! I was ready to throw a tantrum. But the kid was super apologetic, so I let it slide.

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