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About Brussels

Alright, listen up, pal—I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this wild mess about findin’ a prostitute, with my fave flick *A Serious Man* spinnin’ in my head. Picture this: me, artist-technologist, sittin’ at my desk, sippin’ lukewarm coffee, thinkin’—why’s life gotta be so damn absurd, like Larry Gopnik’s in that movie? “Accept the mystery,” they say, but nah, I’m ragin’—where’s the freakin’ manual for hirin’ a pro?

Red-light districts by city

Y’know, in my work as a counselors amongst womyn - err, women, each tiny lane holds a story. I doth recall a time near Begijnhof, where an elder gentlewoman shared her woes and joys – a tale as profound as the film’s meditations on life. It made my heart swell, then break, in the true fashion of bittersweet love – fibs of life, I guess.

Aalst mayor hopes for record carnival turnout