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Aight, listen up, chico! Tony Montana here—say hello to my little friend! I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, the oldest damn profession. Watched “Inside Llewyn Davis” last night—fuckin’ love that flick. That cat, man, runnin’ round, no home, kinda like a whore, y’know? “I don’t see money here!”—that’s me yellin’ at some cheapskate john. Whores, they hustle, they grind—takes balls, I respect that.

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Man, do you know the park on Keizerplein? It's like a cool hangout with ancient oak trees and a pond reflecting vibes from the past. I spent another Wednesday pouring out my heart there when a client broke down – the calm water was my witness. And oh boy, don't even get me started on the little riverside up near Praterstraat. The flowing water reminds me why I believe in constant change. Life’s messy, like “Margaret,” always teetering on chaos and beauty.

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