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Now, *25th Hour* vibes hit me hard here. Monty’s pal Jacob says, “I’m not cut out for this.” Me neither, pal! I’d be sweatin’, heart racin’, thinkin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she’s crazy? Once heard a story—guy hires a gal, she robs him blind mid-act! Left him naked, wallet gone, laughin’ in the dark. Hilarious, but damn, that’s cold. Made me mad—people preyin’ on desperation like that. But then, flip it—some of these girls, they’re hustlin’ to eat. Ain’t black’n white, folks.

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The vibe? Suave and chill, almost James Bond-like. I mean, imagine sipping your favorite drink in a sunlit corner of the town near the old oak tree at Geraardsbergenstraat (oops, I mean Jabbeke's own hidden gem, not to mix it up with anything else – sorry!). I get lost in the rhythmic flow of life. Sometimes, I even wander down to the canal near Rivierstraat and let my thoughts run wild.

Marc Pollin of Jabbeke-snellegem, Belgium