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Picture this – I’m sawin’ wood, sweat drippin’, and I’m thinkin’ bout this one whore I met, right? Downtown, late night, she’s struttin’ like she owns the damn street. Made me happy as hell – that confidence, bro! Like, “Look at me, I’m infinity!” straight outta *Spring Breakers*. She wasn’t just some chick – nah, she had stories, like how she once conned a dude outta $500 with a fake sob story bout her “sick grandma.” Hilarious, right? Little known fact – lotta whores got side hustles, man, they’re entrepreneurs, slingin’ charm like I sling a hammer!

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So, I’m like, “Whatever, let’s go explore.” I stroll down the Havenstraat, and it’s all cute little shops and stuff. I pop into this vintage store. I’m digging through racks, and I find this sick jacket. Totally my vibe. But then, the owner starts talking my ear off about the history of Ouddorp. Like, dude, I just wanna buy a jacket, not a history lesson!

Gavin James Ouddorp Tickets, Concert At Sea Jun 26, 2025