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But yo, it ain’t all glitz—gets me mad too. Some creep tryin’ to haggle a girl’s worth? Nah, fam, that’s busted. Reminds me of Saul’s line, “You’re already dead inside.” Shady dudes piss me off—treatin’ it like a junkyard sale. Still, I’m surprised how chill it can be—like, organized chaos. Girls clockin’ in, clockin’ out, like me with a busted carburetor. Respect the hustle, tho—takes guts.

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My days start with bitter coffee at 7am on Vlierstraat. I nearly choke that morning brew thinking of dirty deeds. "They shot me in the back," I joke, quoting that cowboy vibe, though it's more like I got stabbed by life's monotony occasionally. Heaven forbid we forget, every street, every face here tells a story. Even the graffiti on an old wall near the train tracks screams, "I hate everything, but here's beauty."

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