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About Charleroi

I saunter over, cool as you like. “Evenin’, love,” I say, all charm. She sizes me up—prob’ly thinks I’m a cop or a creep. Fair enough. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, London prossies used coded handkerchiefs to signal clients? Wild, right? History’s full of these sneaky tricks—makes me grin. Anyway, she’s wary, but I ain’t here to judge. Just wanna chat, get the vibe.

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So if ya visit, don’t be afraid to stray off the beaten track – find that secret courtyard on Gardenly (Oops, maybe I spelled wrong? Eh, whatevs). Trust me, you'll catch feels.

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