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I see it clear, sharper than most. Streets crawl with ‘em, eyes dead, souls gone. Once knew this chick, Natasha, real firecracker, till some pimp broke her. Pissed me off, weak men ruinin’ good stock. She’d laugh, “Vlad, I’m cash, not a corpse!” Bullshit, she was dyin’ slow. Whore’s a grind, not a choice, don’t kid yerself.

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Gotta mention the quirky corner near 'De Kleine Waaier'. That alley? It's full of old paintings, odd collectibles, and secret whispers of revolt. I literally took a wrong turn there and ended up at a bonfire night with locals jamming. Lol, can you believe it? Just random, magical moments!

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