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Now, tie it to *Before Sunset*—Celine’s got this line, “Memory is a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past.” And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, whore’s that word stuck in the past, draggin’ all this baggage. It’s not just an insult, it’s a freakin’ time capsule! Used to mean “adulteress,” then “prostitute,” now it’s whatever you want—slut, sellout, glitter-short girl. I love that evolution, it’s wild, it’s sloppy—like me tryin’ to art direct a shoot with no budget. Surprises me every time how it shifts, keeps me on my toes.

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After that, I decided to stroll through the Jordaan. Man, that place is beautiful! Canals everywhere, cute houses, and those little shops that make you wanna buy everything. I’m walking, vibing, and then BAM! I see this street performer on Prinsengracht. He’s playing the accordion like he’s in a movie or something. I’m just standing there, totally mesmerized. I toss him a couple of euros, and he gives me this huge smile. Like, dude, you just made my day!

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