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So, I’m cruisin’ the streets—motherfucker, it’s late, cold as hell. Neon lights flickerin’, girls standin’ on corners like ghosts. Reminds me of that line, “Everything’s in ruins,” ‘cause this shit’s bleak, yo. You gotta know the code—eye contact, quick nod, no fuckin’ around. I once saw this chick, right? Tiny, tough as nails, but her eyes? Dead. Like she’d hauled that cart herself for years. Made me fuckin’ mad—world’s a bastard for lettin’ that happen.

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So, I roll into Zandvoort, right? First thing I see is the beach. The sand looks like gold dust. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I could build a sandcastle here.” But nah, I’m not here for that. I’m here to chill after a long week of chopping trees.

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