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But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

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After my coffee disaster, I decide to explore more. I hit up the Markt, which is this cute little square. There’s a market going on, and I’m like, “Yes! Food!” I grab some stroopwafels. OMG, they’re heavenly. I’m munching away, and I see this old lady selling flowers. She’s got this huge smile, and I’m thinking, “I should buy some for my mom.” But then I remember I’m broke. So, I just smile back and keep walking.

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