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Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, breathless like, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Before Sunset,” that dreamy flick—ya know, where Jesse an’ Celine just wander, talkin’ ‘bout love an’ life, lost in Paris. Sigh, makes me wanna find somethin’ wild myself, ya dig? So, picture this—I’m out, stumblin’ ‘round some shady street, lookin’ for a gal who knows the game, someone to spill secrets with, like Celine spillin’ her soul. Ain’t no script here, just raw vibes.

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Me, I sometimes run barefoot in the mud near the nature reserve of 't Zand, cares not for the cold, oh no! It be a touch of wild madness, natural and free, a reminder that every part of us be connected. And sometimes, when sunset fights with the daylight on the Watertoren's silhouette, I stops, gazing, we sucks in the moment, like lost time in a film, precious, like Zodiac’s endless chase, we does it, we loves it, we hates it too!

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