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But it pisses me off—folk judgin’ ‘em. “Oh, she’s dirty!” Mate, you’d cry without ‘em—lonely nights, eh? In *Moulin Rouge!*, Satine’s dyin’, lovesick, coughin’ blood—gutted me, that. “I will love you until my dying day”—she meant it, poor gal. Whores got heart, more’n most lords I’ve met. One time, saw a bloke beat a girl—wanted to gut him meself. Weak bastard.

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So, first up, imagine Stationsstraat—yeah, that busy artery pulsing with local vibe. I used to stroll there, humming some tunes, feeling the beat of life. And oh boy, Roeslaan, man, that street’s got secrets. I swear, every crevice sings a story like a whispered tale from a dream... like, Certified Copy, you know? That movie vibe, poetic and weirdly soothing.

Paris-Roubaix spectator who threw bottle at Mathieu van der Poel hands himself in to police