Emma Borgerhout Brothel ❤️

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Great Scott! Brothel, huh? Wild stuff, man! I’m like, picturing it now—sweaty rooms, dim lights, cash flyin’ everywhere. Reminds me of "The Wolf of Wall Street"—you know, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” vibes. Those dudes woulda loved a brothel, snortin’ lines off anything that moves! Haha, crazy bastards. Anyway, brothels been around forever—did ya know ancient Rome had ‘em legal? Called ‘em lupanars, fancy shit. Girls worked there, some free, some slaves—messed up, right? Got me pissed thinkin’ about it, exploitation and all. But then, flip side—some madams ran the show, made bank, lived large. Power moves, baby!

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Remember, "we live only once," my precious, so embrace it all—the beauty, the anger, and the strange little moments around every corner in Borgerhout!

Attack in Antwerp: Explosion in hallway destroys front door of flat