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About Antwerp

So, brothels – shady as hell, yo. Dudes roll in, cash out, think they kings. But me? Apollo? I see the grit. “I must break you” – break that fake-ass front. These spots ain’t glam, nah. Dirty sheets, dim lights, smell of cheap booze. Girls hustlin, some forced, some choosin – either way, it’s raw. Little known fact, dig this – back in Rome, brothels had wall art showin the menu! Like, pick your poison, bro! Wild, right?

Services near Grensstraat

Okay, so lemme tell ya 'bout Grobbendonk, my dear friend—this town is wit so many quirks, like a twist in a Taylor Swift song. First off, there's that chill street, Kerkstraat, ya kno it? It’s where the heart of the town beats, kinda like a pulse. I run my little diff spa there on Ruststraat (I think, sorta, I swear that name's right), and across the road there's this old bakery that smells like memories and warm bread, omg so nostalgic.

Jos Cools (Grobbendonk, BE) gets spectacular results with a very small team