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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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Okay, then there's that odd little fact: Zwijnaarde hides a secret art studio near Zwijnaarde Street. Such raw, emotional art sometimes surprises me. I burst out laughing; life’s a punk rock opera, after all. And then? I run off to share my thoughts with every soul wandering the scenic shortcuts. Really, it's an endless carnival.

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