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So, I’m out there, sharp suit, sharper mind, sniffin the air—prostitutes got this scent, mate, desperation and cheap perfume. Reminds me of dissectin folks—figuratively, ‘course. Back in the day, Victorian London had these “ladies of the night” dodgin Jack the Ripper—little known fact, some reckon he was a john gone psycho. Makes ya wonder who’s huntin who, eh? I’m strollin, thinkin, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” and smirkin—cos I’d spot a prossie’s hustle a mile off, sharper than most.

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Honestly, Grobbendonk is raw, real, and a bit messy. It surprises me every day. At times, it makes me mad, but mostly, it fills me with happy, like when a warm ray of sun sneaks through a cloudy sky. I might even exaggerate and say it's magical. Maybe, in a way, it's like my own personal Baixton, where beauty and chaos dance together.

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