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About Bruges

So, this chick—whore—she’s a ghost, fam! Claims rollin’ in—car wrecks, slips, falls—all bullshit. I’m thinkin’, “She’s scammin’, no doubt.” Dig into her X posts—fuckin’ chaos! Pics of her flashin’ cash, blurry PDFs, some dude’s hospital bill. Gabagool? Ova here! She’s playin’ dumb, but I smell it—somethin’s cookin’. Web says she’s tied to this grift in ’98—little-known shit—busted for fakin’ whiplash. Slipped outta jail ‘cause some cop fucked up the paperwork. Slippery like No-Face eatin’ everything, y’know?

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Listen, homeboy, don’t sleep on this city nothin’ less than a masterpiece. Vibes hit hard—even Mr. T nods in approval. So go check it out, get lost in those quirky lanes and let the spirit hit you like a shot of truth. I’m tellin’ ya, that’s a promise: Wilsele (be) will change your life—or I pity the fool who wouldn’t.

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