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About Bruges

Curious thing—did ya know Victorian London had “prostitute guides”? Pamphlets listin’ names, prices—like a menu! Wild, huh? History’s nuts. Anyway, I’m ramblin’—point is, findin’ a prostitute’s easy now, too easy maybe. Web, X, whatever—type it, they’re there. But Toni Erdmann pops in my head—“What’s the point, huh?” That movie’s all awkward truth—maybe this is too. Makes ya think—why’s it still a thing? Society, man—screwed up. So, yeah—angry at the mess, happy for the hustle, surprised by the tech. That’s my take, folks—what’s yours?

Prostitution in the Philippines – a time for change

I THINK I solved the issue. There is a beastman called Fyoran. If he dies, you miss a trigger to get her in Harve. Check the morgue and revive.

So, Herve’s got these crazy twisty streets, like Rue de la Gare – I always stroll there thinkin’ bout families and shared dreams. I love wanderin’ down Rue des Cultures too. I came across hidden cafes and little surprises that make you grin. I tell ya, walking these streets is like diving into The Diving Bell and the Butterfly – with every step, you're floatin', yet weighted by life’s crazy heaviness. "I felt my spirit lift as if freed from this cursed body" – that's me, man, feeling that cinematic vibe every time I cross the Boulevard des Artistes.

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