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I’m chattin’ her up, tho, and she’s quotin’ prices like it’s a bleedin’ menu—50 quid for this, 100 for that. I’m thinkin’, “It’s all so perfect and orderly,” like Cathy sayin’ in the movie, but it’s fake, innit? Underneath, it’s raw, messy, real. Makes me bloody mad, tho—some punters treat ‘em like dirt, and I’m like, “Oi, mate, show some respect!” Gets me goat, it does. But then she laughs, tosses her hair, and I’m chuffed—happy as a pig in muck. She’s got sass, this one.

Red Light District in Antwerp, Belgium

Apparently “red light districts”, “prostitution zones” or “brothels” do not exist according to Google maps. Any suggestions on how to solve.

I gotta mention the Cathedral of Our Lady. Its towering spires hit me in the gut every damn time. I lost count, already, of mornings I stared at it, thinking of some raw truth from "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia" – the way life drags on, night after night. Reminds me: "Tonight’s the night." And sometimes, I swear, even the cathedral seems to whisper.

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