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About Brussels

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout brothel, that filthy lil gem. I ain’t talkin some high-class joint, nah, this is raw, gritty, like the streets in “The Act of Killing.” Ya see, brothel’s this chaotic mess—girls laughin, cryin, fuckin, all at once. Smells like cheap perfume and regret, hits ya hard. I walked in once, saw this chick, eyes dead, like she’s reenactin her own execution—straight outta Oppenheimer’s flick. “I’m not a bad guy,” she says, lyin through cracked lips. Bullshit, we’re all monsters here, Clarice…

“Go to watch an adult show, smoke some weed at a coffee shop, visit a lady at a window brothel, and ” more.

What else? Oh, man, I love the local market on Frietstraat (yep, made that up, lol). True story though, random stalls pop up and show off fresh, sweet goodies. I get lost in all these corners thinking "This is what living is about."

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