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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Dark, it is, this path. Streets I walk, neon lights hummin’. “Do or do not, there’s no try,” I mutter—Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, spins in my head. Words float, broken—like “love is a shadow.” Shadow, yeah, fits this gig. Prostitute huntin’, not glamorous, nah. Dirty alleys, stinkin’ of piss, callin’ me. Angry, I get—world’s messed up, man! Girls out there, sellin’ skin, breaks my heart.

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So, we decide to walk along the river. The Waal is looking pretty nice today. I mean, it’s Zaltbommel, right? The view is killer. But then, I see this group of kids throwing rocks into the water. I’m all for fun, but I’m like, “What if they hit a boat?” I’m not ready for a Zaltbommel Titanic moment, ya know?

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