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Picture this: dim lights, sketchy corners, and me, floatin’ above, cacklin’. “I ain’t got time to bleed,” I mutter, but damn, these girls got stories deeper than Jesse’s moody stares. One time, I saw this chick—legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Reminded me of Brad Pitt’s line, “You ever count the stars?” ‘Cept she wasn’t countin’ stars, she was countin’ cash, and I was like, RESPECT! Hustle’s real out here.

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. My head’s spinning. I just wanna go home and binge-watch some Netflix. But no, one last call comes in. It’s a kid from the school on the Molenstraat. He’s lost his backpack. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a backpack, not a spaceship!” But I help him out anyway.

Janne Van Brummelen