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Ruh-roh! Place smells like cheap perfume, desperation. Kinda sad, y’know? Girls dancin’, smilin’, but eyes blank. Reminds me—“This is the girl,” Lynch-style mystery. Who’s real here? Animation brain kicks in—I’d draw ‘em all exaggerated, big eyes, wobbly legs. Hilarious, but dark. Once saw a fight—two johns, drunk, swingin’ over a chick. Bouncer’s like, “Adios, losers!” Tossed ‘em out, splat! Laughed my tail off, then felt bad.

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By the end of my shift, I’m exhausted. I’m counting the cash, and my brain’s fried. I just wanna go home, kick back, and forget this wild ride. But as I’m leaving, I see the sunset over the Spijkenisse skyline. It’s beautiful, man. Makes all the craziness worth it.

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