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Hey, Lil' Kleine.

My homeboy.

I need to crap.

Funky song, man.

Let's drink something.

- No, I think I'm past my D-spot.

Hi, guys.

A shot?

Guys?

Here we go.

That's that little slut from the campsite.

- Give me a break.

Go on, then.

I'll look her up on Snapchat.

- Snapchat is for pussies.

She's standing right over there.

Go to her.

Go.

I'm going.

You're still standing here.

What do I say to her?

- The first thing you think of.

Didn't you arrive at our campsite today?

- That's right.

Rosalie.

- Bas.

We've organized a beach party. My uncle

let me organize it all by myself...

...so I booked this awesome act

and arranged everything.

Will you come too?

Sure.

Why don't I help you with those flyers?

Dude, is your butt plug stuck?

Do you have some News h Km ma'?

Well, well.

Harry Potter in the house.

Why don't you introduce us?

I saw you earlier at the campsite.

You have a nice appearance.

Thanks.

- Shots.

How cool of you to organise a beach party.

Who's coming?

We have DJ Rocky

and there will also be a special act.

Who?

- That's still a secret.

A secret?

Even to me?

Music to me is a way of release, you know?

I've been through a lot of sh*t.

I lived on the streets for a while...

...I lost friends to dope.

I put all this in my lyrics.

Out of the way, fatso.

The post-modern paradigm

has always been subject...

to an unstable ontological principle.

I mean, when there is no longer

an objective reality...

...how can one even speak of facts at all?

Everything is relative, man.

- Exactly.

Is everything okay?

You know...

You are really...

Have you been fighting?

Those guys asked for it.

Do you want to come to the beach

with us?

Yo, dude.

Come.

AM AT THE BEACH WITH CHICKS

WILL TEXT LOCATION SHORTLY

Thijs.

Let's f***.

Let's go home.

Hi, guys.

Booze, awesome.

Here you go.

I'm the one who came along

with those b*tches.

So you came along with those b*tches?

Maybe we should ask those b*tches

if they even want you here.

Can Humpty Dumply stay or not?

No.

Piss off, idiot.

Is this seat taken?

May I sit down?

Why are you at the beach so early?

I'm jogging here.

- That's great.

I do that every morning.

I want to keep in shape, you know?

Oui .

- Who?

Me.

Who else?

You're funny.

Are you here by yourself?

- No, my parents have a house here.

And you?

I'm here with friends, but...

...I'm really here to gain inspiration

for my songs.

I'm a rapper.

- That's brilliant.

I like rap and hip hop music.

Maybe I know one of your songs?

Well, I'm a bit underground.

The somewhat tougher sh*t, you know.

From the streets.

I follow completely.

I like Aesop, Phat Kat, Stevie Stone.

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