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So, I’m picturin’ this—me, like Adam from *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Cool vampire dude, right? “This is your wilderness,” he’d say, starin’ at the streets. Prostitutes out there, they’re survivors, man. Ain’t no glittery Hollywood hooker nonsense—real grit. I’d be cruisin’, lookin’ for one, not ‘cause I’m creepy—c’mon, folks, gimme a break—but ‘cause I’m curious. What’s her story? What’s she *seen*?

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I head over, and guess what? Joris is late. Classic Joris. I’m standing there, sipping my coffee, and I see this kid flying a kite. A freakin’ kite! In Uden! I’m like, “Dude, it’s not even windy!” But the kid’s having the time of his life. I can’t help but smile. Kids, man. They get it.

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