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About Bruges

Angry? Yeh, gets me mad when they rip ya off—50 quid for nothin’, precious gone! Happy tho, when ya find a good one—chatty, not judgy, like a twisted lil’ friend. Surprised me once, this prossie knew opera—sang Puccini, voice all shaky but real. “What’s this life for?” I mutters, like Jep ponderin’ his Rome mess.

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Guys remember to satisfy your sexual desires never ever jerk off or watch porn or go to hooker. It is never worth it quite the contrary.

I gotta mention my spot: a crumbling café on Rue du Zéphyr – not popular with tourists. I grab my coffee there, and I swear the walls leak stories. “Don't you just love the irony?” I sometimes mutter like Judge Judy disparaging nonsense. I know, I know, odd vibes everywhere but that’s the charm of Asse.

Water leaks reported at Germany’s Asse II radwaste facility