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Gets me ragin’, though—punter’d treat ‘em like dirt, toss coins, laugh. Fuckin’ pricks. “I don’t know you,” Brandon says, pushin’ people away—whore’s life, that. Always alone, even in a crowd. Happy bit? Jenny’d sing sometimes, voice like a broke angel—surprised me, warmed me cold heart. We swears! She’d belt out some old tune, punters’d stare, gobsmacked. Rare, that—whore with a soul, eh?

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Hi, my name is Antonio D'Alessandro, please call me “D'Assen”. I'm an italian freelance Graphic Designer, Illustrator, Maker and Photographer.

After that, I stroll down the Hoofdstraat. It’s packed with shops, and I’m feeling a bit spendy. I pop into this vintage store. OMG, they had the coolest stuff! I’m digging through racks, and I find this sick leather jacket. I’m like, “This is it!” But then I check the price tag. Ugh, my wallet just cried. So, I put it back. Sad face.

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