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About Bruges

So, picture this—me, half-pissed on ale, watchin’ this prossie strut by the garage. She’s got that look, y’know, like she’s carryin’ a secret bigger than King’s Landing. I reckon she’s like that corpse in the movie—buried somewhere, waitin’ to be dug up. “Where’s the body?” they keep askin’ in the film—hah! With her, it’s “Where’s the coin?” She’s sly, tho, sharper than a valve spring. Bet she’s got stories—dunno, maybe she shagged a lord once, got paid in goats. True story, heard that from a mate in Dorne—goats, mate, bloody goats!

Prostitutes Berlare

Heyyy, it's showtime! Berlare (be) is wild, so listen up. I’ve been callin’ this gem home for years, and lemme tell ya – it’s full of surprises. First stop: Kerkstraat. That cobbled street is magic, filled with quirky little shops and old-world charm. Seriously, walking there feels like being in a movie scene, you know? “I wish I knew how to quit you,” – oh wait, wrong movie line, but ya get me!

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