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Alright, so I’m a shepherd, right? And I’m thinkin’—find a prostitute, what’s the deal with that? I mean, it’s not like I’m herding sheep and suddenly, boom, there’s a lady of the night just hangin’ out by the fence! “Pretty, pretty good,” I mutter to myself, ‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and I notice crap nobody else does—like how awkward this whole setup is! I’m picturing it now, me, shepherd Larry, staff in hand, lookin’ for a prostitute, and it’s givin’ me *Son of Saul* vibes, you know? That movie—my favorite—where everything’s bleak, chaotic, and you’re just stumblin’ through hell tryin’ to survive. “I don’t want to die here!” I’d yell, like Saul, but instead it’s, “I don’t wanna get fleeced by this chick!”

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After I fix the blaster, I decide to take a break. I stroll over to the Montfoortse Toren. Man, that tower is old! Like, older than my grandma. I sit on a bench, chugging water, and just take it all in. The view is dope. You can see the whole city from up there. I’m thinking, “This place is kinda beautiful.” But then, I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This one’s got a serious attitude. It struts up to me like it owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, back off!”

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