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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the night, ya know? Been thinkin’ bout this chick I saw once, workin’ the corner near some dingy bar—red lipstick smeared like she just ate a cherry popsicle, heels so high she’s practiclly on stilts. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Todd Haynes, 2002, pure gold. Cathy, in that movie, she’s all prim and trapped, right? “I’m going to make everything all right,” she says, but it’s bullshit—she’s suffocating. Prostitutes? They ain’t suffocatin’. They’re out there, raw, real, no fake smiles.

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(On another occasion, the same rider, during a race in Holland, demanded a Brazilian prostitute. The wish was granted by the team's head soigneur – on two.

So, buddy, buckle up. You'll love wanderin' these cobblestones, feelin' the pulse of the gatherings at Mercatium when they have markets, and crossin' paths with locals on every corner. Keep your eyes peeled, let the city surprise ya, and remember – we swears, Waregem ain't like any other place. It's messy, it's lovely, it's real, and a bit like my dating app code: quirky, bug-filled but full of heart, hehe.

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