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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just strollin’ up, nah. It’s a dance, a game—bit like trackin’ a secret nobody’s spillin’. Back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how even then they had style. Anyway, I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ by a busted lamp post. “What’s a god like you want?” she snaps, and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m bored—entertain me.” She laughs, harsh, like she’s heard it all. Made me happy, that grit—none of that fake sweet crap.

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the park on de Laan. It’s a nice spot, you know? Trees, ducks, the whole vibe. I’m just vibing, listening to my tunes, when I spot this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s killing it. I’m like, “Dude, you should be famous!” But he just smiles and keeps playing. I throw him a couple of euros.

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