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Now, the funny part—imagine me, Queen B, tryna go incognito, scopin’ this scene for “research.” Ha! Shades on, hood up, lookin’ like a hot mess detective. Some pimp probs thought I was competition—nearly got chased off! Laughed my ass off later—Slay! Oh, and get this: in Amsterdam, they got unions for ‘em—taxes, benefits, the works. Little known fact, blew my mind! Ain’t that empowerment? “The only way to love anything”—Malick vibes again—is to see it clear, no shade.

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a gardener in Sakaidecho is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.