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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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Now, let me gush 'bout the river, De Poort, that trickles by our humble lane near Oosteinde. Its gentle murmur remindeth me of whispers in the wind, a constant murmur of nature's lullaby—aye, even my stressed heart finds respite here. And truth be told, as a counselor, I find solace in hearsay of these natural ballets; each ripple conveys empathy, just as every broken soul seeks wholeness.

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