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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

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After that chaos, I’m starving. So, I hit up the local market on the Kerkweg. Fresh produce everywhere! I grab some sausages (obviously) and some apples. But then, I see this guy selling cheese. I’m a sucker for cheese. I’m sampling everything, and before I know it, I’ve got a whole cheese platter in my hands. Oops!

Nervo and Sander van Doorn / STACKED series by MANA Society at Hibernia SF