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But—agh!—sometimes it’s rage, innit? Bloke tried nickin me prossie once. “She’s mine, you twat!” I hissed. Nearly bit his ear off, precious! “The visible betrays,” Godard’d say. Yeah, saw her flirtin—made me sick! Hate that shite, don’t ya?

Exploring Unknown Horizons

4 days ago · Just like everything else in Belgium, prostitution is a complicated topic. With different rules in different parts of the country, and no clear message on what is and what isn’t allowed, Missing: Bayeux.

I always joke that my hands have memorized every cobblestone near Place de l’Hôtel de Ville – yes, that buzzing square is a constant swirl of chatter, laughter, and the odd deli mishap (one slip, and voila, mayonnaise in your hair!). And then there’s the local gem, the café on rue de la Folie, where I sometimes work on my stretching techniques between clients – absolutely brilliant brusque, as they might say in that film, “Carlos, c’est la vie!”

Unraveling the Mysteries of the Bayeux Tapestry