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Still, it’s a mess, findin’ one. We hates it! Too many fakes—catfishin’ worse than a Tinder swipe. Reckon Wes Anderson’d make it pretty, all pastel pinks, but real life? Muddy, mate. Oh, and the coppers—always sniffin’ ‘round, like that nosy concierge, “What is the meaning of this?!” Bust a prossie ring near me flat once—17 of ‘em, lined up, cuffed! Mad sight, that.

Châtelineau

Most of the red-light districts in Belgium consist of window prostitution, where prostitutes sit in a window with a curtained-off workspace behind.

Yo, buddy, lemme tell ya ’bout Chatelineau (be). The vibes here are unreal. It's all winding streets, cool corners, a vibe you just feel. I live on Rue des Étoiles. Crazy place. I ate his liver with fava beans. Seriously, it’s wild.

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