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Here’s the kicker—didya know some prostitutes in Amsterdam keep diaries? True story, scribblin’ down johns like they’re collectin’ stamps. Blows my mind! Imagine her, this gal, writin’ ‘bout me later—“Weird dude, kept quotin’ some French flick.” So we’re chattin’, and I’m diggin’ deeper—why’s she here? “Life’s a bitch,” she says, shruggin’. Reminds me of Anne, trapped in her body, Georges whisperin’, “It’ll be alright.” Bullshit, it won’t! I’m gettin’ mad now—world’s unfair, y’know? She’s young, should be livin’, not hustlin’.

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After that, I’m riding high. I stroll down to the Hastings Farmers’ Market on the corner of Eastbourne St. and I’m just soaking it all in. Fresh produce, local crafts, and the smell of baked goods everywhere. I grab a pie from this stall. Best pie ever. I mean, it’s like a party in my mouth. I’m munching away, feeling like a king.

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