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About Charleroi

Alright, so here I am. Dexter – monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Talkin bout escorts, ya know? Not the car kinda escort, nah. The paid-to-hang-out type. Gets me thinkin bout *Carlos* – that flick from 2010. Olivier Assayas, man, he knew how to spin a tale. Terrorist vibes, shady deals, runnin wild. Escorts tho? Different game, same hustle.

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I run a massage parlor right near the old river Ligny. Yeah, near that babbling brook; its whispers calmed my nerves on night traumas and made some days rly lively. Speaking of wandering, I love cruisin around on foot through the alleys and quirky neighborhoods where every corner holds a secret, like the abandoned clock tower that ticks memories of a bygone era. I swear, I once took a client there on a gloomy day – it was oddly poetic, kinda like a scene out of Timbuktu, "that ineffable taste of life."

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