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Once saw her with this trick—skinny dude, twitchy—thought he’d stiff her. Nope! She clocked him first, took his wallet, left him cryin’. I’m yellin’, “Gabagool! That’s my girl!” in my head. Tony Soprano don’t cheer for nobody, but damn, that was slick. Prolly kept a shank in her purse—rumor is she cut some asshole’s tires once for shortin’ her. True story, swear on Ma.

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Parks? Heck yeah. Ever strolled through Park van de Vrede? It’s the chillest place ever. Birds chirping, old benches that’ve seen more epic breakups and, like, romantic meet-cutes than I can count. And you might catch me there, ranting about a buggy feature in my dating app – because guess what, life’s a series of moments, man. Sometimes I get so mad, it's like I'm reciting Dogville lines: “There’s no escape, just endless loops!” or words to that effect.