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About Antwerp

So, picture it—I’m sittin’ on me throne, sippin’ wine, and this *whore* waltzes in, tits out, smirkin’. Made me furious, it did—wanted to slap her silly. “Get out!” I’d scream, but nah, she’s bold as brass. Little known fact—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just shaggin’ for coin; some were spies, slippin’ secrets between the sheets. Bet this one’s got ears like a bat, hearin’ everythin’. Sneaky cow.

Books Worth Reading

The city’s got a river, the Kleine Dijle, tricklin’ along. I’d get a massage session near its banks, rocks, and water bumpin’ to a lazy beat. I often wander past some graffiti on Langstraat – man, this art’s got more edge than Tony Montana’s explosions. Sayin’ “Say hello to my little friend!” and all that crap ‘cause every wall’s got a story.

The Bog Army