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Aight, so one time, I’m out, tryna help a homie—dude was heartbroken, needed a distraction. We hit this sketch spot, neon lights buzzin, air thick with desperation. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t love, this transactional as fuck,” but then she walks up—bad as hell, confidence on ten. I’m like, “Oh, she’s a problem!” Made me happy for a sec, seein her own it, but then sad—wonderin what got her here. “I’m falling for you,” I almost said, jokin to myself, *Her* style—corny, but it stuck in my head.

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First off, I hit the streets. Oosterpark is like this hidden gem, right? You got the park itself, all green and lush, but then you got these streets like the Oosterparkstraat and the Weesperzijde. They’re just vibin’ with life. I’m walking, minding my own biz, when BAM! A bike zooms past me. Like, dude, slow down! It’s not a race!

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