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So, I roll up to this brothel once, somewhere shady, probs Amsterdam. Red lights glowin’, girls wavin’—I’m like, “Everything is in 3D!” Straight outta *Goodbye to Language*, ya feel? That movie’s trippy as fuck, all disjointed, like my thoughts rn. This one chick, she’s smokin’ hot, but I’m wonderin’—is she happy? Made me sad, fam. I’m all, “Love is not a victory,” quotin’ Godard, ‘cause damn, it ain’t. She’s workin’, I’m sailin’—we’re both lost, huh?

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After that, I need a breather. I step outside for a sec, and the view from the café is just stunning. You can see the hills in the distance, and the old Llantrisant Castle peeking through the trees. It’s like a postcard, man. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right. Llantrisant has this charm, ya know? The cobbled streets, the friendly locals, it’s all a bit magical.

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