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About Tilburg

Ain’t just bout the act, nah, it’s the hustle. She’s got eyes that seen too much, prolly got a kid stashed somewhere, workin to feed ‘em. Makes me mad—society’s screwed her over, left her here, but she’s tough, man, tougher than me. I ask, “What’s your deal?” She laughs, says, “Cash, baby, cash.” Fair enough. We chat, I fumble my words, 16 typos in my brain—nervs, ya know? “Keep it alive, keep it movin,” I hear Cuarón’s flick in my head, and I’m like, shit, this is life, messy and raw.

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First stop, the park on de Omloop. I’m there to check on this massive oak. I mean, this tree is a beast! But as I’m climbing up, I spot a bunch of kids playing soccer. They’re kickin’ the ball around like they’re in the World Cup or somethin’. One kid, I swear, he boots it right into my tree! Like, dude, really? I’m up there, trying to do my job, and now I’m dodging soccer balls. I yell down, “Hey! Watch it!” They just laugh. Kids, man.

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