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So, prostitute—grubby streets, heels clickin’, it’s nuts! I’m walkin’ past one day, see this gal, she’s workin’ the corner like it’s Broadway. And I’m like, “Really? This is your stage?” Gets me all neurotic—why’s she out here? Money? Sure, cash is king, but damn, the risk! Some creep could just—bam!—and she’s gone. Makes me mad, y’know? Society’s all, “Oh, look away,” but I can’t! It’s in my face!

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So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I keep walking. I hit up the Pijnacker-Nootdorp train station. I’m waiting for my train to The Hague. I’m scrolling through my phone, and then I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some dude is arguing with the ticket machine. Like, bro, it’s just a machine! Chill out! But he’s going off, yelling at it like it’s a person. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who argues with a ticket machine?

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