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But yo, some shit pissed me off. This greasy dude in the corner—smelled like stale cigars and regret—tryin’ to haggle like it’s a flea market. Bro, it’s a brothel, not a fuckin’ yard sale! “You vant a discount? I’ll carve you up like a pig!”—that’s what I’d say if I ran this joint. Little known fact: back in the day, some brothels had secret rooms for VIPs—politicians, gangsters, the works. Bet this dump had one, hidin’ some sleazy history.

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Then ya got the park, De Oase. It's my fave spot when I need a breather. I sit under this ancient oak, ya kno, and let my thoughts drift—like those lines from "Far From Heaven": “You must be brave in this insane world”, kinda remindin me of my daily grind. And oh, the river! It’s called Kleine Beek, a sneaky little stream that sort of whispers in the early morn – totally magical, right?

Jos Cools (Grobbendonk, BE): “Strong competition breeds even better and faster pigeons”