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So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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Auderghem's streets—oh, they're like roaring rivers of passion, twistin' and turnin' through alleys, rural yet urban, raw yet refined! Pause. There’s this funky spot near the canal—yeah, the Brussels-Charleroi Canal—that’s my go-to for some heady fresh air and some mad, mad thoughts. Pause. Perfect to watch the reflection of my own weird heart in the glimmering water, dude. Pause.

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