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Gollum likes it rough—hiss—rubbing knots out, ouch! Once got a masseuse, hands like vices—thought she’d snap me spine! Laughed, tho—called her “Sarge,” like flick! “Hang on, we’re going home,” I mumbled—felt like a mission done. Exaggerate? Sure, felt like she massaged me soul out—poof! Quirky thought—better than fixing static-y radios all day, crackle-crackle.

Key takeaways

This. Just browse, find a nice girl, text them and ask if they’re willing to meet you and they can probably receive you at their place.

After that, I needed air. I hit up the park near the Hoogvliet shopping center. Just me and my thoughts. I’m sitting on a bench, and I see kids playing, families laughing. It’s like, how can they be so happy when the world’s falling apart? I mean, I get it, life goes on, but damn, it’s hard to watch sometimes.

Nienke Hoogvliet: Designer of the new world