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Now, “Requiem” vibes kick in—“It’s not happenin’, and it’s makin’ me nuts!”—that’s her, stuck in this loop, tradin’ skin for survival. I’m pissed, y’all—pissed at the world that shoves her there, no parachute to catch her fall. But damn, she’s tough— tougher than me battlin’ wildfires. Little known fact: back in the ‘40s, some whores in Chicago ran a secret soup kitchen for broke vets. Ain’t that wild? Ruby’s got that spirit—grit mixed with heart.

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

Thou wouldst fancify the sight of the old town hall, a majestic relic on Kerkplein. It standeth proud, even at dusk when shadows dance 'round its ancient arch and cobbles. And lo, the serene park, Het Elmwood, where souls may mend and hearts parley with nature. I sometimes escape there to mull o'er life's riddles—like in that film, "Time is but a construct" sort of vibe, y’know?

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