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So anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, neurotic as hell, sweatin’ bullets, tryna find a prostitute. Maybe I’d hit up the web—X posts, sketchy links, the works. “Who’s got the goods?” I’d mutter, scrollin’ like a maniac. Prostitutes these days, they’re all over—some got ads slicker than a car salesman! Makes me laugh, like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But then I’d get paranoid—cops? Scams? “I’m gonna die!” I’d yelp, channelin’ Malik’s prison panic. “The ghosts are comin’!”—another “A Prophet” gem. I’d be jumpin’ at shadows, swearin’ the Yakuza’s tailin’ me.

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Oh, and the parks? Ugh, they are, like, so serene. Parc des Miracles is literally my fav. I like to take a breather there after a long day. The trees, the ducks, and that hidden spot near the willow tree – it's just, like, a scene from another dimension. I was even almost caught daydreaming about "Holy Motors" while on a park bench – “I am in a film!” Seriously, like, Holy Roller vibes everywhere.

Tony Lievens (Sint-Laureins, BE) wins first National Bourges against 11,821 yearlings