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Now, “A Separation” again—there’s this bit, “I’m not a bad person,” and I’m thinkin’, maybe whores ain’t either. Maybe they’re just tryna eat, pay bills, survive. Ever think that? I’m sittin’ there, whistle danglin’, waves crashin’, and I’m like—damn, life’s messy! One time, I saw this gal, total pro vibe, hangin’ by the pier. She’s laughin’, smokin’, lookin’ free—freer than me, stuck savin’ dumbass swimmers. Made me jealous, swear to God!

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Boetiek Eros zat in het witte pand aan het Heilig Hartplein in Veghel. De lichtreclame is van de gevel gehaald. © Jeroen Appels/Van Assendelft.

I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I stroll down the Markt, and it’s packed. Like, who knew Veghel had this many people? I spot Jeroen, and he’s waving like a madman. We start chatting about life, you know, the usual. Then, outta nowhere, this guy on a bike zooms past us. He’s yelling something in Dutch. I can’t catch it, but it sounded intense.

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