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So, this one time—true story—I’m drivin’ through Nevada. Legal brothels there, folks! Ain’t kiddin’. Place called Mustang Ranch—heard of it? Used to be a big deal, got seized by the feds—tax evasion or some malarkey. Reopened later, all shiny. Pulled over nearby, not for THAT, c’mon now—I’m Joe! Just curious, y’know? Saw these gals, tough as nails, workin’ the line. Made me sad, kinda. “The light shines through us”—Malick’s line, hits hard. These folks, they’re people too, y’see?

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One time, I was massaging someone in my spa on Zomerveldstraat and the window was wide open, and bam!—the scent of fresh cut grass and lilacs crashed in. I thought, “Wow, this is my heaven, far from any crazy chaos!” Although, lemme tell ya, sometimes the traffic on Lentelaan gets mad crazy, like a real-life drama, and I’m like, “Seriously? Come on!” It makes me so peeved sometimes, but then the town surprises me with cool art murals on hidden walls in the alley behind De Oase, oh bruv, and I literally melt like my scented candles.

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