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I’m leavin’, pockets lighter, soul heavier. “The seasons change, but I remain,” she says, wavin’ me off. Movie line or not, it hits. I’m drivin’ home, thinkin’, “What a night!” Mad respect, lil’ anger at the world, but mostly—damn, I’m good. Findin’ a prostitute? It’s wild, it’s real, it’s human. Catch me vibin’ to Kim Ki-duk again tomorrow, reflectin’ on this shit. One time for the 6ix, YOLO!

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Go through the many galleries to see classy ladies crapping their cute panties, go down and dirty and fuck hardcore while being covered in shit, or masturbate and ride dicks until they explode Missing: Bodegraven.

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud noise. It’s a bunch of kids on bikes, racing down the Zwarteweg. They’re screaming and laughing, and I can’t help but smile. It’s like, that’s the spirit, right? But then one of them crashes into a lamppost. Ouch! I’m torn between laughing and checking if he’s okay. He gets up, brushes it off, and yells, “I’m fine!” Classic.

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