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I’m chattin her up, tryna figure her deal. She’s dodgy—keeps it vague, like she’s hidin a Stasi file. “What’s your name, sweetness?” I ask, leanin in all Hannibal-style. “Candy,” she says, smirkin. Candy—ha! Bet that’s fake as my last paycheck. Makes me mad, tho—why lie? Just be real, damn it! But then she winks, and i’m like, “Alright, ya got me.” Happy as a kid with candy—ironic, huh?

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Come on in, I m Alison. I m nestled in Korvel and find-a-prostitute is impressive! You make me weak at the knees. Both French Kissing and Sex in Different.

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, feeling kinda good despite the chaos. I pass by the old church on de Korvelseweg, and it hits me how beautiful Korvel is. The mix of old and new, the people, the vibe. Yeah, it’s a wild ride, but it’s my wild ride.

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