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But then, shit gets real. Some dude rolls up, actin’ tough, yellin’ at her. I’m pissed—nobody disrespects my vibe! I’m ‘bout to step in, but she handles it, quick. “Take care,” she snaps, and he peels out. I’m like, “Damn, you a boss!” She just nods, “Gotta be.” Tough as nails, bruh—makes me think of that temple floatin’ on water, unshook.

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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.

Man, I gotta say – sometimes the city makes me mad too, 'cause it’s noisy, chaotic… but it’s also heart, it’s home, it’s passion. I remember a night in Rocourt when my code crashed – I was mad as hell! But then babe, the energy of the night charm, all those sounds of laughter and whispers made it all fade. Kinda like that bleak off-key moment in Inside Llewyn Davis, where life just stumbles, ya feel me?

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