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I’m walkin’ thru one in my head—Nevada style, legal, clean, whatever. Bunny Ranch type beat. Met a chick there once—Candy, swear to God. She’s tellin’ me ‘bout her day, smilin’, happy as hell. Surprised me, man! Thought it’d be all dark and sad, but nah. “Society is a reality,” Godard says. Brothels? Same deal—real as it gets. Some girls stackin’ paper, others just survivin’. Mixed bag, bro.

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Belgium is to transform an abandoned warehouse with protected building status into a "mega-brothel". The large industrial building "Hangaar.

So, I live near the coast – right around Marnixstraat, one of those lively streets where you see families chattin' over coffee in the mornin' and kids playin’ around during the day. Nothin’ special, but heck, it’s home. I often stroll down to the promenade at the harbor – you ever see that? It's just magical, especially when the sunsets make the water sparkle. Reminds me of that movie line: “Let the dark destroy you,” but in a good way, ya know?

It’s all ‘Change’ at The Crystal Ship arts festival in Ostend