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So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

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Man, I tell ya, Sinaai (be) is somethin’ else. Streets, parks, and that river, all mixin’ into one tasty stew of life. It’s gritty yet poetic—kinda like gettin’ a massage after a long, rough day. Ya see it, feel it, live it. I live it every day, without remorse, with a pinch of sarcasm and a whole lotta heart.

Colin Andrews, an 'Englishman in Antwerp', dies at 67