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So, I’m walkin’, and this chick’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. She’s all “Hey, sugar, need a date?” I’m like, whoa, calm down, darlin’—let’s paint this scene first! Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—“Life’s a mystery, isn’t it?”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, what’s her story? Bet she’s got one helluva tale. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies? True shit—swear I read that somewhere. Imagine her, codename “Red Lips,” droppin’ secrets between jobs. Wild!

Man, the parks here are da bomb too. Mmm, lovely old park, De Schutter, bang in the center. I had a mad chat with a lad there once. Sun, benches, birds chirpin’ – it’s like a live scene from “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” – “I was walking, thinking, feeling…” Freakin’ deep, ya know? Got me feelin’ all poetic n’ stuff.

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