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We wrap up – she splits. “Stay safe,” I call – mean it. She waves – gone. Like a dream – or a Pynchon plot. I sit there – engine hummin’. Thinkin’ – life’s WEIRD. Findin’ a prostitute? Easy. Findin’ MEANING? That’s the trick – man. “Later days. And better lays,” I mutter – movie line. Fits perfect – don’t it?

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But hey, I laugh it off. I get up, dust myself off, and keep going. I mean, you gotta roll with the punches, right? So, I’m back at it, and I spot this little café on the corner of Hoofdstraat. The smell of fresh pastries hits me like a freight train. I can’t resist. I grab a slice of apple pie that’s bigger than my face. No regrets, man.

Boeing 747 engine bursts into flames and showers metal parts over Dutch town, injuring two people