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So, findin’ a pro – where you start? Back in Miami, ‘83, I’d cruise the neon strips, eyes peeled. These chicas, they’re everywhere, but you gotta know the game. Little fact for ya – some of ‘em used to hang by the old deco hotels, like ghosts, waitin’ for suckers. Made me laugh, fuckin’ desperate pricks fallin’ for it. “You think you’re big time?” I’d yell, watchin’ ‘em stumble. Hilarious, man.

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Now, the parks – oh man, de Feld of Westmalle Park (okay, slight mixup but its vibe is spot on!) is a rad, green haven. I’ve spent many an afternoon coding by the trees and watching squirrels do their nutty ninja routines. The local river, the Mallebeek, flows just near the outskirts. Its calm babble is like a soothing reminder that sometimes, you just gotta chill out, dude.

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