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So, I’m picturin’ it—like WALL-E, ya know? My favorite flick! That little robot, rollin’ through trash, tryin’ to find somethin’ pure—brothels got that vibe! You walk in, it’s all chaos, dim lights, shady folks—kinda like Earth in the movie, abandoned, messy, but… there’s somethin’ human there. “Beep boop,” I’d say, like WALL-E, dodgin’ glitter and heels. I’d be horrified—HORRIFIED—but curious, ya know? Like, who’s runnin’ this joint? Some fat guy in a velvet robe? I’d yell, “This is nuts! Who’s in charge? Where’s the manager?!”

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Five miles behind the front lines between Langemark and Bixschoote, Paul Bäumer's company is at rest. brothels. These young men were in Paul's school class.

I love my walks on Kerkstraat. It’s lined with quaint houses and blooms everywhere. I relax there sometimes. “The floor is sandy, the water’s cool,” I joke. And the local café? Oi, its name’s “Het Rustpunt”. I pop in, order somethin’ special. They got the best koffie ever!

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