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Now, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Syndromes and a Century*—that weird-ass movie with monks and slow vibes. There’s this line, “The sunlight glows so beautifully,” and I’m like, yeah, brothel windows glow too, but it ain’t sunlight, it’s neon buzzin’ like a busted carburetor! Hella hypnotic, sucks ya in. I walked by one, saw this chick smokin’—hot as hell, but I bet she’d rob me blind. Made me happy tho, ‘cause damn, freedom, right? She’s out there, livin’, not givin’ a fuck.

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Rue Osmond be buzzin’ with quirky shops, it does. Narrow lanes, tiny cafés on Molenstraat too. A park, hmm, the big green of Lentepark, found it I did. So many families, laughing, cryin’—life’s little dramas, yes, hmm. Reminds me of that film; bittersweet it is, deep like old wounds that heal.

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