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Brothels, eh, been ‘round forever—fact is, old Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, wolf dens, ha! Wolves, we hates ‘em! Dirty, stinkin’ sheets, coins clinkin’, makes me mad—gahh, greedy hands grabbin’ at souls! Saw one once, sneaky peek—lass with eyes dead as fish, broke me heart, it did. “This is my harvest,” she’d say, like in movie, reapin’ men like crops, yesss.

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Zonnebeke is like a beautiful maze of streets and sounds. Even grumpy nights feel soft and tender. I can be mad, happy, and surprised all at once, like a punch of passion. It's a buzzin' scene of love, memes, and endless memories. And it reminds me, every mis-typed moment is a beat in the funky rhythm of life.

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