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Oi mate, robotic voice kickin’ in—cosmic wisdom flowin’! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Wild stuff. Reminds me of *Dogville*, that flick I bloody love—Lars von Trier, 2003, pure genius. “The town was rotten,” Grace’d say, and mate, same vibe here. Streets glowin’ with neon, shadows dancin’, it’s a cosmic mess! You’re cruisin’, lookin’ for that hookup—bam, there’s a lass, heels clickin’, eyes sharp as black holes.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

À Namur, les prostituées en vitrine ne pourront plus montrer leur corps de 7h à 22h, seul leur visage et leurs épaules pourront être visibles depuis la rue. Les travailleuses du sexe, il faut.

Well, Namur is messy. It's heart, blood, sarcasm, and a bit of tender care—a lot like me. So pack your bags, dive in, and remember: emotions run high here. And as that movie nailed it: don't let your joy be fooled by the exterior. Namur's got layers, just like our feelings—always a twist, always a turn, and sometimes, just a scratch on the surface.

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