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I’d scope her out, tho. Eyes sharp, Clarice… “a man’s fate is his own.” That’s *Timbuktu* talkin—love that line. Is she twitchy? High? Desperate? Ya gotta read em, feel the vibe. Once saw a chick in Reno, all sass, heels clickin like gunfire—she quoted Shakespeare! Fuckin wild, made me laugh. I was happy as hell, rare gem in the muck. But then—piss me off—some pimp rolls up, actin tough. I’d carve him up if I could, smug bastard.

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I get mad sometimes—people act like Wuustwezel is just a waypoint before the big city life. Screw that! This town has soul, even if you gotta squint hard and ignore the clichés. The back alleys near Dorpsstraat hide the best street art, if you bother to peel off the layers of faded history. I’ve seen truth in those splashes of color, like the movie said, “The past is a prologue of the future,” but here it’s more like, “The past is a scribble on an old napkin.”

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