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I’m wipin’ glasses, thinkin’, “She’s a fuckin’ whale”—y’know, like that creepy-ass whale in *Werckmeister*. Big, loud, takin’ up space. She’s laughin’ with some dude, all “Oh, honey, pay me first!” Classic. I’m over here, mutterin’, “No capes, no class!” She’s got stories—heard she once conned a priest outta his rosary. Swear to God! Surprised me, sure, but also—respect. Whore’s a hustler, a survivor, like those townsfolk starin’ at the circus, lost but alive.

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I gotta share my foivorite spots: The rundown bar on Vieille Rue. Classic! The vibe is raw. I tak a detour through the old cemetery. It looks creepy, but it’s oddly comforting. Many sigh, "Oh, my dear, life is pain." I choose violence.

Photos: Nevele fire aftermath