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I’m hulkin up, flexin my pythons, scopin the scene. You gotta be smart, dude, can’t just flex and expect em to show. Nah, it’s a hustle! Back in the 80s, wrestlin tours, some boys’d sneak off—find a prostitute in shady joints. Little known fact, brother—some cities had “secret menus” at bars, code words for hookers! Ain’t that nuts? Made me laugh, like, “Whatcha gonna do, order a beer and a babe?”

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Then I hit up the market on the Markt. Man, the smell of fresh stroopwafels hit me like a freight train. I had to get one. I mean, who can resist that? I’m munching away, and this lady next to me is haggling over some cheese. Like, lady, it’s cheese, not gold! But she’s all serious, and I’m just there, stuffing my face.

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