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About Charleroi

Hey! So – I’m a Geisha. Right? Talkin’ ‘bout – WHORE. Yeah. That’s the vibe. Sippin’ tea. Watchin’ life – unravel. Like in *Amour*. Haneke’s flick. Old love. Decayin’ slow. Whore’s got that – edge. Y’know? Not judgin’. Just – watchin’. Walken here. Pauses – HIT hard.

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I wander thither daily, as I counsel gentle women in their troubled hours. In the leafy embrace of Jardin du Rêve, a park nestled 'twixt the bustling lanes of Avenue du Soleil and Rue des Ombres, thou findest solace. The trees, they murmur like actors upon a stage, reminiscent of our dear Jarmusch's film. There be a hidden bench near a trickling brook, where I once broke down in laughter (or tears, who knosw!) — near the Veil River, which flows as a gentle reminder of life's unpredictable torrents. Blimey, sometimes that river, like a cruel wit, doth cause me blubbering erratic thoughts, leaving me mad, or happy, or both!

Figure 2: RWHS components in the school for drinking water supply...