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About Antwerp

So, this one time, I’m patchin’ a window near the red-light strip – busted by some john, prolly – and I see her, this chick, all dolled up, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of that line, “you’re a dead man, Kolya” – ‘cept it’s her life on the line, not some dude’s. She’s got this look, tough but tired, y’know? Made me mad as hell – why’s she gotta do this? World’s screwed, doc, pushin’ her out there.

Living in the shadows – the story of the Holocaust’s “Hidden Children”

Dans la province de Flandre occidentale, il existe une rue de treize kilomètres de long qui abrite une série de clubs à pin-up vétustes, de palaces sexuels et de maisons closes.

Begin on Rue des Dominicains. This street's magical. Winding lanes, ancient stone walls, chill vibes. The river Meuse flows by, so calm, so pure. I feel so zen there, every. single. day.

Dinant Expands Investment in Local Communities