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What pisses me off? The lies! Clients sayin’ they “slipped” on “wet floors”—gimme a break. More like they tripped over their own stupidity. Everybody lies, and I’m stuck sortin’ it. Happy part? Once saw a worker sneak a kitten in—named it Suzy, after *Moonrise* girl. Cutest damn thing in that dump. Surprised me how they all fought over who’d feed it. Even whores got hearts, apparently.

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Clubs or brothels are publicly accessible, enclosed spaces, where sexual services are provided in a private sphere. Clubs have a bar (and a liquor licence, if all is well) and a number of rooms.

There’s Boudewijn de Cleyre straat – yeah, that’s right – where the energy is always buzzin’. I'd stroll by and think, “This is like dream within a dream... waiting to unravel!” I mean, after a long day kneadin’ knotted muscles, that street just feels magical, you know? And then there's the quiet corners of Kasteeldreef. Dude, these spots just keep surprising me with hidden treasures.

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