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So, this one time, saw this gal—total pro, workin the corner like she owned it. Had this swagger, like, “I’m the boss, fuck off.” Reminded me of Toni pullin his fake teeth shit—bold, unapologetic. Made me laugh, swear to god. But then—bam—some prick yelled at her, callin her trash. Pissed me off bad. Wanted to smash his face in. Whores ain’t trash, they’re survivors, ya dickhead.

Brussels Minister describes city as “a whore”

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I’m a masseur, so ya gotta know, eyes always peeled for hidden tension—literal and figurative. I see a lot: the delicate art of stress relief in sweaty palms, frown-lines on elders who pass by the baker’s shop at Baanstraat. My work gets me up close, ya know? Every muscle tells a story of hustle and heart. And sometimes, when I’m deep in thought, I mutter “No, capes, no capes!” like a mantra against ridiculous expectations—just like in that flick, A Serious Man.

Longest bike and pedestrian bridge in Belgium inaugurated in Machelen