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Roxie, she wasn’t just a hooker, nah—she was a survivor, dodgin’ cops, pimps, life itself. Reminded me of Gabita in the movie, scared but tough, y’know? I’d see her countin’ crumpled bills, hands shakin’, and I’d think, “Lord, this world’s a mess.” Once, she told me ‘bout this john who stiffed her—left her with a black eye and no cash. Pissed me off, man! I wanted to find that bastard, give him a piece of my mind—or my fist. “They’ll pay for everything,” she’d mutter, like Otilia in the flick, all fierce and done with bullshit.

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So, walking through the centre, there's this charming old hall at the Marktplein that always gives me a warm, almost nostalgic buzz. Sometimes, I feel a sudden urge to scribble down a line or two, like “I was feeling so damn lost but then... boom – found love in the smallest moment.” Yeah, lost and yet found moments here are like hidden gems peakin’ out from between old brick walls. At night, the reflections in the puddles on Rivierenlaan kinda remind me of that movie, ya know? "I felt like I was falling in love with the world."

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