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About Charleroi

Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—D’oh!—and lemme tell ya, as a Consumption Psychologist, I got thots. Not THOSE thots, ya perv, I mean thoughts! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate impulse buy, right? Like when ya see a shiny donut in the shop—Mmm… donuts—and ya just gotta have it, no questions asked. That’s the vibe I get, watchin’ how folks act around ‘em. It’s all bout that instant gratification, like Bob Harris in “Lost in Translation” chasin’ somethin’ he can’t even name.

Going undercover as a sex worker

The Whore, the Text and the Critics: Flaubert’s Kuchiuk Hanem as Postcolonial Fetish One of the key examples analysed in Edward Said’s Orientalism is Flaubert’s account of his meeting with .

Then there's the quirky little Café Biii, on Place du Marché. I drop by there when I need coffee that’s as head-spinning as that movie. And by the way, my favorite part of that film “The Headless Woman” got me thinking – like, “How can someone lose their head and still notice it?” Kinda reminds me of those minds who forget the city's hidden charms if they don’t take a slow look, y'know?

Athletics: Sarah Astin in England squad for Lotto Cross Cup de Hannut