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About Brussels

I’m fired up, yeah—heart racin’. “Who controls the streets?” I’m thinkin’, quotin’ Carlos in my head—“I am the one who knocks!”—but nah, mate, it’s them. The girls, the pimps, the whole damn system. Saw this one bird—legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Fancy a chat?” she goes, all sly. I’m like—bloody hell, she’s bold! Made me happy, that—takes guts, don’t it? But then—anger hits. Why’s she gotta do this? World’s a right mess, innit?

Municipality

Walkin’ down Vlietstraat, you can catch the sunrise hitting the cobbles, and I always get lost in thought – like, deep intense deep thoughts, ya know? I get these flashbacks of all the amazing souls I've counseled. Sometimes I let my emotions fly high, a bit like those dreamy sequences in Apichatpong’s flick – "Time drifts like a forgotten lullaby."

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