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We head to this shady motel, and I’m thinkin, “This is it, Gekko, you’re the king.” Room smells like ass, but who cares? She’s crackin jokes bout my shoes – “What, no loafers, rich boy?” I’m dyin laughin, she’s got me pegged wrong but it’s hilarious. Then she says, “Time’s money,” and I’m like, “Hell yeah, let’s roll.” Greed is good, bro, keeps it movin fast.

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I vibe off a few secret spots. Check Parc Astrid—yeah, it’s my squaare low-key zen. Honestly, sometimes I just plop down on a bench there and think, “You wanna be my dog, Dogville style”, like, oh baby! That movie’s wild, amirite? "A man can’t shun his nature" kinda feels real here in the mix of concrete and green.

Shooting in Anderlecht: One man killed and one injured on Sunday night