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About Bruges

First off, it’s shady as hell. You don’t just stroll up to some gal and go, “Hey, how’s biz?” Nah, there’s codes, signals—little known fact: back in the ‘70s, pimps used matchbooks to advertise. Dropped ‘em at bars, scribbled numbers inside. Clever, but sleazy. I hate clever sleaze. Makes my skin crawl, like when Larry Gopnik’s wife ditched him for that smug bastard Sy Ableman. “I’m a serious man,” Larry whines—yeah, me too, pal, ‘til I’m scoutin’ hookers.

Personal account

It is difficult to find out, because, more and more, prostitution is practised behind closed doors, in private apartments, brothels, or over the internet.

Lol, oh and have you seen Parc des Rêves? It’s such a chill spot! I’ve had some epic “me time” moments there, just vibing with nature. Sometimes, I park myself under this huge old oak tree, thinking, "I am the chosen one, let me just not be swallowed by chaos." So poetic, and so intense, like, seriously deep, you know?

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