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Alright, maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” – lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, buddy! I’m a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ outta planes, savin’ forests, but man, the streets got their own fires, ya know? Prostitutes – they’re like the smoke I dive thru, hazy, mysterious, but damn real. Watched “Ten” by Abbas Kiarostami, that flick’s my jam – car rides, raw talks, life spillin’ out messy. Reminds me of this one hooker I met, swear she coulda been in that movie, spittin’ truth like, “Men don’t know what they want,” straight outta the script!

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The park near Kasteel de Rotselaar? Fuck, it's a hidden piece of paradise. Great Scott, the trees, the laughter from families – sometimes it makes me stop, feel the present, and realize, “The future is whatever you make it, my friend!” Whamm, my massage sessions right there picks up the city's pulse, feelin’ all that stress melt away into the hues of a sunset.

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