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So, picture this—some gal, streetlights glowin’, heels clickin’. She’s out there, hustle nonstop. Reminds me of—“Loneliness doesn’t come from no one around.” She’s got people, clients, noise—still empty. That’s *Talk to Her* vibes, man. Connection’s fake, transactional. Pisses me off—society’s all “eww, dirty,” but who’s payin’ her? Hypocrites! Makes me wanna scream—zen pause—breathe it out.

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Then, boom! Outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I sprint over to the corner of de Korteweg, and there’s this car accident. Two cars, total mess. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I rush in, doin’ my thing, makin’ sure everyone’s cool. But man, the driver of the blue car? He’s livid! Yellin’ and pointin’. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re in Woudenberg, not a boxing ring!”

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