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Sometimes I think – hell, exaggerate it! – she’s a damn hero, y’know? Takin’ life by the horns, makin’ ends meet. Sure, it’s messy, dangerous – cops busted her once, broke her nose – but she’s real. Not like those fake-ass billionaires. “Moolaadé” taught me: strength ain’t pretty, it’s raw. She’s raw, man, real raw.

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By the time I got home, I was exhausted but happy. I plopped down on my couch, still in my banana coat, and just thought about how wild the day had been. Hilversum, man. It’s a small city, but it’s packed with surprises. I love it here. Even with the rain, the cyclists, and the missing oat milk.

Thanks to the district budget, gray makes way for green