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About Bruges

Hey there, happy little trees! So, I’m chattin’ bout prostitutes today—yep, those ladies of the night. Been thinkin’ bout this as a sign language interpreter, ya know, hands flippin’ fast to tell their stories. Prostitute life ain’t all glitz—nah, it’s gritty, real raw. Watched “Toni Erdmann” again last night—my fave, man, that flick’s wild! Reminds me of this one hooker I met—let’s call her Sandy. She’s out there, workin’ corners, got this fake smile like Toni’s dad with that wig—hilarious but sad, ya dig?

Mariakerke

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Now, I gotta mention that there’s this quiet charm in Little Mariakerke. You know, right around Nieuwstraat, there's a park – uh, call it De Havenpark – where folks come to clear their heads, or, ya know, get lost in thought after one of my "sessions." Heh, I joke, but seriously, it’s like a breath of fresh air in a blink. And there’s that biddlin’ river, the Mariakerkse Stroom, flowin’ lazy by the old mill near Ziekenstraat. Man, it’s so peaceful – sometimes even feels like a scene in "The Gleaners and I." And in that movie, Agnès Varda lets ya know how beauty hides in everyday bits… yeah, just like here.

FIG 1. Coregistered and aligned MTT, CBF, and CBV maps from FD...