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Little fact—heard she got a kid, stashed with some auntie. Sends every dime back, tryna keep that baby fed. Motherfucker, that hit me! Heart of gold under all that glitter and grime. Ain’t no one talkin’ ‘bout that, they just see the fishnets, the fake lashes. Pisses me off—judgey pricks! She’s out there survivin’, not hurtin’ nobody.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I hit up the park on de Laan van de Vrede. It’s usually my go-to spot for chillin’. But today? It was like a circus. Kids screaming, dogs barking, and some guy playing the accordion. I’m just sitting there, trying to gather my thoughts, and this little kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Mister, why are you sad?” I’m not sad, kid! I’m just covered in fries! But I smiled and said, “Life’s a rollercoaster, buddy.”

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