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About Antwerp

Surprised me, diggin’ into this—Victorian era, whores had secret codes. Hand signals, dress colors—red meant “busy,” green was “open.” Smart as hell! Undercover hustle, right under prude noses. I’d tip my hat, if I wore one. “The wind has died,” movie says—whores keep goin’, wind or not.

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Sylvia, also a Nigerian prostitute working in Saint-Josse-ten-Node, said that she regularly feels unsafe because she sees customers who carry.

Y’know what’s wild? The locals say some parts used to be rough, but now they’re getting lots of love, street art, and cool murals. I mean, I literally saw a mural on Rue du Chemin de Fer that looked as raw as my emotions sometimes. It’s like, you simplify, then you complicate, then it all just becomes a big, beautiful mess – totally like “Shame”, but in a more hopeful kinda light.

Weekly Saturday market on Place Saint Lazare in Saint-Josse to take place after all