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Oi, precious, me’s a carpenter, yesss! Brothel, eh? Nasty, filthy place it is! Me thinks of them wobbly tables I’d fix—hammer, bang, sorted! But brothels, oof, they’re like… chaos, innit? Like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s there to say?”—all fake smiles, glittery lies! Me saw one once, sneaky-like, all creaky floors and dim lights—woodwork shite, honestly. Them girls, hissss, trapped in velvet cages, yeah? Made me mad, proper fumin’—who builds this crap? Cheap planks, probs rotten, ugh!

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Right now, Belgians are locked up abroad. The figure is down detainees compared to October , when the total amounted to

Sometimes I get all nostalgic, ya know? My profession as a pleasure coach makes me catch every lil' detail; the rhythm of local tunes, the quirky graffiti near the old mill (Molenweg – yep, that one), and the slight whiff of freshly baked bread at the weekly street party. It’s like every soul there is a character, like in a Miyazaki film, breathin’ magic into the mundane.

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