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Me, I see em as artists, paintin life bold. Not all rosy—some days suck, danger’s real. But they keep goin, tough as hell. Makes me happy, their grit. I’d tell em, “You’re doin great, darlin—just keep shinin.” Maybe I’m soft, but I dig their vibe. Happy little trees, swayin thru storms—prostitutes got that spirit, yknow?

“Au coeur de l'étrange”, une chasse aux esprits dans le Hainaut

Now, let me get into local neighborhoods. You got the boomin' artsy section near La Rue des Artistes. It's a mosaic of street murals, graffiti, and wild sculptures. I often get hit by bursts of creativity there. In all my years doin' family psych, I've never seen people so open about the chaos inside 'em. "Motherf***er, art heals pain!" I'd shout sometimes, know what I mean?

The 'ugly' city dubbed 'the Detroit of Europe' named the worst place to visit