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So here’s the deal—last week, I’m wanderin’, right? Down some dodgy alley, smells like piss and regret. “We shall never surrender!” I mutter, dodgin’ a bloke spewin’ his guts out. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pint, nah. It’s a bloody quest—cloak-and-dagger stuff. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, London had 80,000 workin’ girls? True story! Makes ya wonder—how many today, eh? Millions, probly. Hidden in plain sight, like Carlos slippin’ through borders.

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We head back to my place on the Kerkstraat, and I’m trying to salvage what I can. It’s a mess, but I’m determined. Joris is cracking jokes, trying to lighten the mood. “You’re like a mad scientist!” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, but without the cool lab coat!”

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