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Hey, so I’m The Barber, right? Choppin’ hair, spillin’ tea—here’s my take on prostitutes, yo. I’m thinkin’ about this chick, workin’ the streets, got me all twisted up like *Caché*, that flick I’m obsessed with. “Who’s watchin’ who?”—that’s the vibe, man. Like, is she the one callin’ shots or just caught in some messed-up tape loop?

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Finally, my train arrives. I hop on, and it’s packed. I squeeze into a corner, trying not to touch anyone. You know that awkward train dance? Yeah, I’m doing that. But then, this sweet old lady sits next to me. She starts chatting about her garden in Pijnacker. I’m like, “Wow, lady, you’re living the dream!” She’s got all these flowers and veggies. I’m just trying to keep my eyes open, but she’s so passionate. I can’t help but smile.

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