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But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The cheeky sods who try rippin’ ya off. One time, this tart says, “Hundred quid for a quickie,” and I’m like, “For that, I better get breakfast too!” Made me proper mad, but I laughed it off—Bond don’t lose his cool. Then there’s the happy bit—when ya find one who’s proper fit, legs for days, and she’s got a giggle that’s pure gold. Surprised me once, this one gal knew judo—nearly flipped me over! “Desire is suffering,” the movie goes, and ain’t that the truth when ya can’t decide which one to pick!

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Now, the neighborhoods? Pure gold. The heart of Fleurus is in the old quarter by Place Centrale. Old brick shops, shabby windows, and quirky art galleries everywhere. There's even a tiny bookstore – “Misty Bindings” – where the dust motes dance in the sunbeams. I sometimes loiter there, thinkin' "Life is just so peculiarly perfect"… like, Q-Tip perfect!

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