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About Namur

Oh, and the noise—fuckin hell! Moans, creakin beds, some twat yellin for more. Like livin next to a pigsty. But—get this—some girls stash gold under the floorboards. Smart, eh? Made me happy for once—stickin it to the pimps. Still, it’s a shitshow. “We’re gonna get high-high-high,” they’d say in *Requiem*, chasin escape. Brothels peddle that lie too—freedom for a coin.

Prostitution / sex work

brothel". Seraing. edit. The centre for window prostitution in Seraing was traditionally in the Rue Marnix. There were about prostitutes working in.

My fave hidden spot? Near Genkstraat. There’s this crummy alley that surprisingly bursts with little graffiti murals, real art among the drab. It spurts colors like a secret explosion, you know? Ain’t nobody tells you that in a brochure. I get happy there sometimes, like an accidental delight and I almost forget my usual grump.

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