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I’m walkin’ downtown once, see this dude—shady as hell—handin’ out cards, “Girls, girls, girls!” I’m like, what’s this, a freakin’ carnival? “Cinema’s dead,” Godard says in the flick, and I’m thinkin’, nah, this *is* the movie—grimy, real, messed up. You wanna find one? Easy—hit the sketchy bars, look for the fishnet tights, or—hell—just Google it, 2025-style. But watch out, man, cops are sneaky—sting ops everywhere!

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But then, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! In Geleen! I’m thinking, “What’s the occasion?” Turns out, it’s some local festival. People are dancing, music blasting, and I’m just standing there in my orange hat, feeling like a total goof. But you know what? I join in. I’m dancing like nobody’s watching, and for a moment, I forget about the cold coffee and the crazy traffic.

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