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About Amsterdam

So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Are you a ghost?” I’m like, “Nah, just a Mourner.” He looks at me, all wide-eyed, and says, “Cool! Can you haunt my school?” I couldn’t help but laugh. Kids, man. They say the darndest things.

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