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About Bruges

So, picture this—I’m cruisin’, thinkin’, “Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you!” Can’t get fooled again, nope! Streets are hummin’, neon buzzin’ like flies on a BBQ. You gotta know where to look—back alleys, sketchy corners, places where shadows got secrets. Little factoid for ya: in old Tombstone, Arizona, they had “soiled doves”—fancy name, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re just birds with a paycheck!

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Roaming near the old mill on the river Serein, I was reminded—“Fear leads to anger…” like in A Separation, yeah? Crazy how emotions flow there—in every whisper of the wind!