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Still, shit ain’t all roses. Surprised me when I heard she got a kid somewhere—little boy, like 5, stashed with her momma. Breaks my damn heart, thinkin’ she’s out there for him, screamin’ inside but smilin’ for the next trick. “What binds us?”—that movie line hits hard there. She’s bound to that life, motherfucker, and it’s fucked up!

So, I finish up and head to the market at Place de l'Abbé Aerts. It’s bustling, full of fresh produce and all that jazz. I’m looking for some good feed for my pigs. I spot this vendor selling the best apples. I’m talking juicy, crunchy goodness. I grab a bag, and the guy says, “That’ll be 5 euros.” I hand him a 10, and he gives me back change like he’s handing me a gold bar. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just apples!”

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