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But real talk—*Before Sunset* vibes hit me. There’s Celine, yeah, sayin’, “I guess when you’re young, you just believe there’ll be many people…” and I’m thinkin’, prostitutes tho? They see bare people, don’t they? Hundreds, maybe thousands, passin’ through their days. Ain’t romantic like Jesse and Celine, nah, but it’s still a connect, innit? Short, sharp, transactional—yet human. Got me ponderin’—do they clock you like Celine clocks Jesse? “I see you, I feel you,” or is it just, “Next, fam!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Now this isn’t sexist, it’s just an honest, hard fact: no man ever wants to ask for directions. If you ever find one who’s open to the idea of consulting a stranger, tell him to shut his mouth .

So, I’m fuming a bit, right? I decide to hit up the local bakery on de Witte Poort. Best stroopwafels in town, no cap. I grab one, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. Sweet, gooey goodness. I’m feeling better, but then I see this kid drop his ice cream. I’m like, “Oh no, not the ice cream!” The poor kid’s face was priceless. I almost laughed, but then I felt bad.

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