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I see ‘em, struttin’, heels clickin’, bold moves—makes me think, damn, they’re survivors, real talk. Ain’t nobody tellin’ them shit, like Huppert in the flick, “This is my place.” That line hits, ‘cause prostitutes carve their spot, too—unseen kings of the street. Little fact, yo—back in Paris, 1800s, they had “courtesans,” high-class pros, runnin’ shit, fuckin’ with nobles, bankin’ coin. History’s wild, right?

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I know I'm rambling, but trust me, Koekelare is not just a town—it's a living, breathing story. Every alley, every corner, gives you a piece of its soul. So, yeah, come over, wander. Feel the vibe, breathe deep, and let your heart catch up with your feet. You'll get it, eventually—you know? Life flows, man. Enjoy every twisted beat of it!

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