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About Brussels

Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

Maison de repos

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I gotta tell ya, the locals, they’re quirky. People bout the markets on Boulevard du Charme, where vendors sell odd trinkets and weird foods. Yo, one time, I almost bought a weird hat – drama! Hah, classic me, always chasing weird vibes.

One dead, one injured in accident at Dottignies