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Here’s the kicker—didya know some prostitutes in Amsterdam keep diaries? True story, scribblin’ down johns like they’re collectin’ stamps. Blows my mind! Imagine her, this gal, writin’ ‘bout me later—“Weird dude, kept quotin’ some French flick.” So we’re chattin’, and I’m diggin’ deeper—why’s she here? “Life’s a bitch,” she says, shruggin’. Reminds me of Anne, trapped in her body, Georges whisperin’, “It’ll be alright.” Bullshit, it won’t! I’m gettin’ mad now—world’s unfair, y’know? She’s young, should be livin’, not hustlin’.

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But then, out of nowhere, a seagull swooped down and stole my snack. Like, really? I just can’t catch a break today! I yelled, “Hey! That’s mine!” But the seagull didn’t care. It just flew off, leaving me snackless and annoyed.

Seventy Years of Sculpture at The Museum of Modern Art, Kamakura & Hayama