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Oi mate, me, a tractor driver, yeah? Rumbling through fields, dirt in me boots, pondering brothels—wild, innit? Picture this: vast lands, endless skies, and there’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, steering me trusty tractor. “We shall fight on the beaches,” I roar, but swap beaches for bordellos, yeah? Brothels, them shadowy dens of vice, got me thinkin’—liberty or chains? Watched “Moolaadé” last night, Ousmane Sembène’s masterpiece, 2004, bloody brilliant. That line, “Purification is a sham,” hit me gut like a stalled engine. Brothels ain’t pure, but they’re honest—raw, messy, human.

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So, yeah, PHerent ain't your run‐of‐the‐mill suburb. The town center bustles with life even on snow days – and trust me, I lost my mind one snowy morning trying to get to the local café on Kerkstraat. I mean, really, who designs urban chaos like this?! Streets twist like a pretzel and then you get a sudden burst of calm when you hit the park – Zutendaalpark, a hidden gem where locals chill. There’s this little bench where I once had a heart-to-heart with a stranger, and dang, that moment saved my week… or, well, it could’ve been a scene straight out of Dogville!

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