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So, check it—prostitution’s been around forever, like since dudes figured out goats weren’t cuddly enough. Fun fact: back in ancient Babylon, temple gals hooked up for “sacred” cash—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ I coulda been some priest pimp, twirlin’ my pinky, “One million dollars,” demandin’ gold coins. Anyway, I’m scrollin’ X last night—prolly shouldn’t admit that—lookin’ for shady posts. Found this chick, calls herself “Roxy,” says she’s “discreet, upscale, 5-star.” I’m like, “Sheesh, upscale? What, you servin’ caviar with that?” Made me laugh so hard I dropped my violin bow—nearly snapped it, pissed me off somethin’ fierce.

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Go to Brustem, Antwerp schipperskwartier or het glazen straatje in Gent. Translation: I’m horny as fuck and haven’t had sex in fornever. Where can I locate a decent brothel that won’t make my Missing: Rixensart.

Now, lemme talk landmarks. There’s the Parc de l’Abbaye where I chill, think deep thoughts about pleasure and life while watching the water ripple off the lake. Seriously, the reflections remind me of our thoughts when we’re trying to optimize our neural networks. And don’t get me started on the small river that sneaks by – the place is like a hidden easter egg in a video game, unexpected but totally rewarding.

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