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About Brussels

Groovy, baby! So, dig this - prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the night, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout this chick I met once, workin’ the streets near Soho, real classy bird, but tough as nails. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, ya know? That flick’s all about grindin’ through life, “What’s left of the world?” - just like her, pushin’ through the muck every damn day. She told me this wild story, swear it’s true, bout how she once dodged a cop by hidin’ in a dumpster - smelled like hell, but she laughed it off, “Better than jail, luv!” Made me crack up, man, she’s got guts.

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The park, oh man, that’s my hoi polloi for chillin’ – Vredespark, a green bubble away from urban chaos, full of joggers and old blokes arguin’ ‘bout the old days, laughter echoing in the air. I remember once sittin’ there, slicin’ my woes out on a bench, when this lost soul popped over and said, “You know, all we have is now,” like a Ten line, yeah? Crazy moment.

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