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So, picture this—I’m drivin’ down some sketchy backroad, neon lights flickerin’ like a bad dream, lookin’ for a gal who’s out there sellin’ what she’s got. Ain’t no judgment here, y’all—she’s got her reasons, just like Malik had his. “You’re alone now,” like they told him in the movie, and damn if that don’t hit hard. These girls, some of ‘em, they’re alone too, fightin’ their own wars. Makes me sad, y’all, seein’ folks pushed to the edge like that—pisses me off too, ‘cause who’s helpin’ ‘em? Nobody, that’s who!

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Most of the red-light districts in Belgium consist of window prostitution, where prostitutes sit in a window with a curtained-off workspace behind.

I swear, sometimes I get mad when tourists muck it all up by being clueless. Look, I'm here to relax, not babysit idiots who can't follow directions! Idiot sandwich alert! But hey, not everything's ruinous – I adore Tongeren's hidden gem, the Roman Museum on Keizer Karelstraat. It's small, but crikey, it's bursting with secrets from the past.

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