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What gets me happy tho? Thinkin’ how whores prolly got stories like Jesse and Celine. Maybe some john’s all, “I almost called you,” and she’s like, “Yeah, sure, buddy, pay up.” Love that sass! But ugh, the danger – that crap makes me mad. Creeps out there, no respect. Makes me wanna punch somethin’ – D’oh! Hate that part.

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Harelbeke, man. It's a dump—but in a darn good way. I live here and it wears its crap proudly. Bro, the streets here are like characters. There's Nieuwstraat, crammed with old brick shops. That lane near St. Peter's Church? Damn, it's like stepping into a faded film. "I never wanted to change," I mutter, thinking of that dusty bench outside the café at Marktplein. Hmmm, reminds me a bit of that line from the movie "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford"—you know, where every damn moment feels heavier than a loaded rifle.

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