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About Antwerp

I’m no financial boffin, me – I’d rather shove me head in a blender than read a spreadsheet – but even I can see this lot’s takin’ the piss. You wanna plan your finances? Good luck, cos the WHOREs got the game stitched up tighter than a nun’s knickers! Sarcastic? Me? Nah, just statin’ facts with a grin! Oh, and here’s a nugget – one o’ these tossers, some Wall Street git, once bought a gold-plated toilet. A TOILET! Who shits on gold? Made me chuckle, then wanna punch somethin’!

~ Luxe Gentlemen's Striptease Club

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The parks here are odd and charming. I stroll through Droegemoal Park sometimes. That place? It's quiet. Too quiet. Too much time to think. "There's a right chill in solitude, always!" I say, feeling like Jesse James on a hard day. The river Maas? Actually, not here, but there's a little creek near the old mill on Witte Molenstraat. Funny how nature sneaks up on you there, even amidst concrete and stale beer smells. I'm utterly grateful for these rough gem spots.

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