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My favorite flick, *Requiem for a Dream*, fits perfect. That spiral, man, that’s them. Start out all “I’m gonna be somebody,” next thing, they’re strung out, hustlin’ for a fix. Breaks my heart, but what can I do? I ain’t no saint. I call one up, she’s all business, “30 minutes, 200 bucks.” I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, that’s a steal!” – sarcasm, obvi. She shows up, smells like cheap perfume and regret, and I’m like, “Gabagool? Ova here!” just to break the ice. She don’t laugh. Tough crowd.

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Then I decide to stroll down to the park. You know, the one by the Molenbeek? It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids playing soccer, and they’re LOUD. I mean, I love kids, but c’mon! I’m trying to relax here! One kid kicks the ball, and it rolls right to me. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a goalie?” So, I kick it back, and it goes straight into a bush. Classic me, right?

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