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So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

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redlights hooker sonya sint-Niklaas. nice back, tight. talks with clients redlights hookers bieke, sint-niklaas. sweet lady, very friendly.

I gotta say, some parts make me mad too – certain alleys near the industrial area are rough. But hey, life’s fuzzy sometimes, right? I always jump in that mix with a smile, quoting, “Ruh-roh!” like Scooby, and march on. Lol!

Figure 1: Terrestrial globe in the Mercator Museum, Sint-Niklaas,...