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So, picture this—dingy-ass rooms, red lights buzzin’, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Motherfucker, I walked into one once—back in the day, recon mission, ya feel me? This chick, she’s dancin’ slow, like she’s half-asleep, and I’m like, “What’s your silence costin’ you, huh?” Straight outta the movie, man—“El silencio te cuesta.” Fucked me up. She didn’t even blink, just kept swayin’. Made me mad as hell—why she stuck there? Who’s fuckin’ pimpin’ her out? Pissed me off, man, that power shit.

Adriana Valkenburg: Prostitute, Collaborator, and Fiancé of a Mauthausen Victim

By now, I’m exhausted. I head back home, and I’m just reflecting on the day. Leersum is small but packed with life. I mean, who knew a day could be so full of ups and downs? I’m angry, happy, surprised, and just a bit confused.

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