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About Bruges

So, picture this—met this gal, Jenny, back in ‘98. Worked the corner near my old studio. Hair like a messy sunset, all reds and golds. She’d laugh, loud, like “HA! Screw the world!” Loved that. Told me once—get this—whores used to be sacred in Rome. Priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Blew my mind. Now? Folks spit on ‘em. Pisses me off—where’s the respect, huh? Society’s all “eww,” but they’re just survivin’, gleanin’ what they can.

Introduction

The river Viscus flows right past the Old Lace Bridge (yeah, that's a thing!), and on lazy afternoons, I sit there, watch water dance under the sun like "I don't want this to be over" – so surreal, huh? LOL, remember, those flicker-like sequences from Syndromes and a Century? They say it best: "Footsteps in a dream." It always makes me smile when I see lovers strolling along the riverbank.

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