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But—hold up—what pisses me off? The creeps! Guys hagglin’ her down like she’s meat. “How much, huh?” Disgusting. I’d wanna punch ‘em—bam! She’s a person, damn it! *The Great Beauty* vibe—elegance lost, replaced by slime. “This is how it always ends,” Jep’d sigh, “with death.” Okay, dramatic, but—ya get me? Surprised me once, tho—a girl I met, years back, she was savin’ for art school. Hustlin’ for a dream! Blew my mind.

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So, yeah, Breukelen, you crazy little town. You’ve got your quirks, your surprises, and your wild days. But at the end of the day, it’s home. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even if it means dodging spandex-clad cyclists and dealing with grumpy patrons. Here’s to more wild days in Breukelen!

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