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About Brussels

Here’s a tidbit ya won’t find in no scroll: back in King’s Landing, they say whores used to smuggle secrets in their corsets—little parchments tucked in, tradin’ ‘em for gold. Clever bitches, right? Lysa, she’d probly do that, too—sharp as a blade, she was. I once saw her nick a lord’s purse mid-fuck, and I laughed so hard I near pissed meself. “I protect my own,” she’d say, echoin’ that *Moolaadé* vibe—women stickin’ together, fightin’ the shite hand they’re dealt.

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I get mad sometimes cuz the city is too quiet, but also hilarious; it changes every damn day. Like that one time, I fumbled my notes on life at the boulevard near Markt. Oops, so embarassing!

Manx cyclist in action in Belgium on Sunday