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“Goodbye to Language,” that flick—fuck, it’s my jam. Godard’s throwin’ chaos at ya, no rules, just raw shit. Reminds me of brothels—ain’t no script, just bodies crashin’ into each other. Like he says, “Not a just image—just an image.” That’s it, man, brothels ain’t justice, they’re just there, messy and real. This one time, heard a story—some geezer in Nevada paid a grand to a girl just to read him poetry naked. Poetry! In a brothel! Laughed my ass off, but kinda sweet, innit? Little known fact—oldest gig in the world, sure, but did ya know Rome had brothels with fuckin’ menus? Like, “two coppers for this, five for that”—proper fast food fuckin’.

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First off, I’m diving at this spot near the Gemert Castle. Yeah, the castle! It’s like this old-school vibe, super cool. But lemme tell ya, the water was colder than my ex’s heart. I’m talkin’ icy! I dive in, and boom! My mask fogs up. Classic rookie move. I’m flailing around like a fish outta water.

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