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So, picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Girls loungin, smirkin, like they know your soul. Reminds me of that line—“You’ll see me once more!”—like they’re ghosts in my brain. Used to piss me off, ya know? Society judgin em, callin em dirty. But nah, they’re hustlers, survivors—respect, yo!

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I finally make it to the university, which is on de Zand. Beautiful campus, right? But I’m late for my lecture. I’m sweating bullets, and my mind’s racing. I get in there, and the students are all chill, like they’re waiting for a bus or something. I’m like, “Guys, this is a lecture, not a coffee break!” But they just smile. Ugh, so laid-back.

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