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About Bruges

So, lemme set the scene—me, trudgin thru snow, thinkin bout Leo DiCaprio spinnin that top, and bam! This shady guy—total Cobb vibes—whispers bout “a lady down the ridge.” Hmm… I’m like, “What? Up here?” Made me mad as hell—ruinin my peaceful hike with that sleazy nonsense! But also—kinda funny. I mean, who’s climbin 8,000 feet for THAT? “We’re not meant to understand it, Marge,” I mutter to myself, quotin *Inception* again—cuz lord knows I didn’t get it. Prostitue up a mountain? That’s a new level of “dream within a dream,” huh?

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Anyway, that’s the word on Meeuwen (be). It’s like a groovy tapestry of little surprises and major feels. Every street tells a story. Every corner sparks a memory. Sometimes I get all nostalgic, you know? Hell, I might even age like a fine wine! But for now, it's all spa, love, and life here. Swinging, baby, swinging!

Limburg man seen mooning on Google Street view