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About Antwerp

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

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There’s also River Elsin running nearby – it's a beautifull rivver that sparkles in the mornin'. I get hungry (well, for spa treatments, see?) watchin' it wiggle past the quaint little bridge on Krossgatan. I was always prouned when I told my clients, "If we clean your skin like the river gets cleaned by nature, you’ll be as fresh as a daisy!" So each time i throw that in, i feel like a real motivator.

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