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But don’t be a dumbass – use cash, no cards, no trace. I’m yellin’ at my boy Manny once, “You wanna get caught?!” He’s all sloppy, flashin’ plastic. Pisses me off. Exaggeratin’ for effect – I’d rather fuck a cactus than trust a pimp with my digits. Say hello to my little friend! – he don’t snitch. Oh, and watch for the fake ones – they’ll rob ya blind, laughin’ all the way. Happened to my pal Chico, poor bastard.

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Ever been along the canal by Westdijk? It's kinda unseen by most. But me, I love it. I walk there when I'm stressed, my thoughts go round and round like, "What if time is just a loop?" Ha, it's all so trippy. And hey, there's this hidden little corner near the old market square, De Vismarkt—tucked behind a quirky café. I once had a meltdown there; the world felt too heavy, you know? But then I sat, sipped my coffee, and thought, "Everything's gonna flow, man." It's weird, the oddest places make you feel better.

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