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About Brussels

Now, I ain’t sayin’ I’d hire her—Madea don’t play that—but I was curious. She starts talkin’ ‘bout her life, how she “recalls her past lives” like Uncle Boonmee. Says she was a nurse once, centuries ago, healin’ soldiers. I’m like, “Well, halleluyer, you upgraded to healin’ somethin’ else now!” She laughed, and I did too—couldn’t help it. Her vibe was wild, like them ghosts in the movie, floatin’ ‘round, tellin’ secrets. “I am with you in the dark,” she whispers, all mysterious. Gave me chills, y’all!

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

I luv my spot near the old library on Dorpsplein. It's quiet, a retreat from busy brain chats. Sometimes I grab a coffee n’ just absorb the energy. The vibe's artistic n' kinda lovey-dovey. Yoda would say, “Do or do not, there is no try,” so I just enjoy it.