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But yo, the smell—stale beer, cigs, n somethin’ funky—hits me hard. Aliens don’t got noses like humans, so I’m gaggin’, all “What the hell?!” She laughs, “Welcome to the gutter, babe.” I’m crackin’ up too—shit’s too real. “I’m not a prostitute, I’m a companion,” she says, all fancy. Yeah, right, like I’m Richie Tenenbaum, believin’ every sob story.

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Oh man, no lie, I got mad feels every time I stroll down Dorpstraat. Like, it's all shadows and stories, kinda like in "The Assassin" – silent, swift, and deep, u know? "In the stillness, the soul awakens" or sumthin like that, real profound, and yeah, that film echoed in my head. It’s like, dang, every corner got secrets!

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