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I’m ramblin’, sipin’ coffee—burnt my tongue, ugh, hate that! Anyway, she’s like—what’s the word—resourceful? Yeah, that’s it. Turnin’ tricks, dodgin’ cops—better reflexes than my students! Hahaha, “Why so serious?”—she ain’t cryin’ about it! Pisses me off, tho—cops hassle her, but let the rich johns slide. Ain’t that a joke? *A Separation* vibes again—“What’s hidden beneath the surface?”—her life’s a damn mystery!

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So, as you can tell, Assebroek is wild and tender. It’s streets that whisper secrets, corners that echo laughter, and alleys that hold echoes of old souls. Every crack in the pavement, every bobbing head in the crowd – it fuels my work, makes me smile, and sometimes, well… makes me throw my hands up in exasperation.

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