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So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Larry, sidlin’ up, all curious. “Hey, darlin’, what’s your story?” Slow talk, ya know, diggin’ deep. She’s prob’ly heard every line, rolls her eyes—“You got cash or what?” I’d laugh, say, “Champagne wishes, baby!”—my old catchphrase, heh. But real talk, it’s a transaction, quick’n dirty. Monty’s line pops in—“You had it all, and you threw it away.” Hits ya, right? Some folks choose this, some fall into it. Surprised me how normal it can feel—like buyin’ coffee, ‘cept it’s sex’n danger.

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The Japanese Garden at Bokrijk? Yeah, that place makes me think of "Spirited Away" like the bathhouse scene—but without the magic, just hard work. I swear, sometimes I hear the wind whisper, "I never thought you'd step here," well, I don't care. It's not like I'm Chihiro on a quest.

Ineke Van Hasselt