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Met this one gal anyway—call her Jenny. Skinny, loud, smelled like cheap wine. Date was at a bar—hate bars, too noisy, too many morons. She’s yappin’ about her ex, I’m nursin’ a whiskey, dreamin’ of my cabin. She says, “I’m just lookin’ for fun, no strings.” Fine, I get it, sex-dating’s all about that—bang and bounce. But then she pulls out her phone, shows me pics of her cat. CAT. I’m like, “Why am I here?” Reminds me of that line, “We’re all lost in this valley.” Lost, alright—lost in a hell of horny weirdos.

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Finally, I get back on the road, and I’m headin’ home. I take the scenic route through the center of Werkendam. The streets are all lit up, and there’s this cozy vibe. I pass by the local café, and the smell of fresh pastries hits me. My stomach growls. I’m thinkin’, “I deserve a treat after today!”

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