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Fun fact—did ya know Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got *windows*? Like, legit, chicks posin like mannequins—wild, right? Here tho, it’s more gritty—alleyways, whispers, quick nods. I spot this gal, all sass, smokin a cig—reminds me of Dreyman’s chick in the movie, fierce but trapped. I’m like, “Hey, what’s good?” She smirks—oh man, that smirk killed me! Made me happy as hell—confidence off the charts.

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Man, I stroll down Rue de l’Abbaye – the heart of it all. That street? It’s filled with life, cafes, and that old abbey, Stavelot Abbey, looming like an ancient guardian. Reminds me of sh!t from “No Country for Old Men” - "The coin, it makes you move," huh? Every corner whispers secrets.

Second-hand should be ‘first’, believes Reluxable’s Marie-Hélène Stavelot