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Oi mate, right, so I’m a psychologist now, yeah? Brilliant, let’s dive into this cesspool—finding a prossie! Ha! What a gig, innit? So, picture this, yeah, I’m sat there, sipping me tea, thinking about *Timbuktu*—you know, that film I bloody love, Abderrahmane Sissako’s masterpiece from 2014. Bleak, beautiful, sand everywhere, proper poetic shit. And I’m like, how the fuck does a bloke even find a prostitute round ‘ere? Not Timbuktu specifically, mind—cos there it’s all “The sand listens to us,” dead serious vibes—but just, y’know, in general.

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So, I decide to head back home. I’m walking down the Molenstraat, and I see this old windmill. It’s kinda iconic for Vroomshoop, you know? I stop to take a pic, and this random guy walks up to me. He’s like, “Nice shot!” I’m like, “Thanks, man! Just trying to capture the beauty of Vroomshoop.” He laughs and says, “Good luck with that!”

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