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About Brussels

Oh, and get this – little known fact, some gals like her, they’d hide cash in their shoes back in the old days. Sneaky, right? Prolly still do – who’s checkin? Not me, I ain’t that bold! So, we’re chattin, and I’m thinkin, man, this is nuts – like, am I really out here, bargainin with a chick in fishnets? “How much, sugar?” I ask, and she hits me with, “Depends on the ride.” I’m dyin laughin – what a line! Pure gold. Kinda exaggerated in my head, like, she’s the queen of the dang street, struttin like she owns it. Maybe she does, who knows?

About Reuben Gray

Oh, oh – no! I got 16 typos, right? So sorry, but hey: alot of details, ya feel? Thx for listenin'. Brunehault (be) gets you, warts an all. I am your father, friend. Now go explore this crazy wonderland—life in every corner, every nook, every cranny.