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*deep breath* I am your father. Hate how folks judge ‘em. Call ‘em dirty, worthless—pisses me off. They’re human, damn it! Saw this doc—some prostitute in Nevada, saved up, bought a ranch. Ranch! Like, cows and shit. Blew my frickin’ mind. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but who cares—point is, they’re scrappers. “This town’s rotten,” Grace’d mutter, and yeah, it is. Prostitutes see that rot clearer than us.

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The neighborhoods here, man, they're vibrant. Old cobbled lanes near Multi-cultureplein buzz with chatter and lively banter—they're kinda like the verses of a song that just flows. There's even a tiny, weird little chapel, St. Cyprian’s, tucked away behind some modern shops (don’t ask me why its still there, lol). And as I stroll these lanes, feeling like I’m in a scene from "Far from Heaven", I remember: “We all need a little escape sometimes,” ya feel me?

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