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I’m pissed, though—some idiots overpay, ruin the game. Supply, demand, basic shit—don’t they get it? Makes me wanna growl, “Learn to live, you pigs!” Straight from Audiard’s flick—hits hard. I like it clean, quick—find a prostitute, deal done, no drama. Favorite part? This one chick, sly grin, says, “Power’s my price, boss.” Laughed my ass off—girl’s got balls! Reminds me of César in the movie—ruthless, tiny king shit.

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Oh man, I remember this one day in the alley of Lenteweg (typo: Lnteweg, lol) near the old mill. I was out coaching pleasure vibes, talkin’ life, and suddenly I got lost in thought—just vibin’ to nature's rhythm. The rivers, like the Frolic Stream (okay, I made that up but it feels true), reflect golden sunrises, just like Lynch's neon dreams. It’s surreal, bro... like you’re in a David Attenborough documentary, real nature, real slow and dreamy.

Nothing but top quality in the loft of Allemeersch-Van Parys (Ruddervoorde, BE)