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About Brussels

I reckon whores get a bad rap, yeah? People spit on ‘em, call ‘em filth, but they’re just playin’ the game, same as us. Survival, innit? Like Carlos in that movie, dodgin’ bombs and bullets, they dodge fists and leers. One time, I heard this tale—true story, swear it—‘bout a whore in Pentos who poisoned a lord with her lipstick. Lipstick! Took his gold and ran, left him stiff as a board. Laughed me arse off when I heard that. Ballsy move, right? Bet she toasted to that kill with a grin.

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Now, the streets – oh my god, these streets are special. Kasteeldreef – BIG, bright, and classy. Its cobblestones tell secrets of old-time greatness. Then there’s Sint-Laurensstraat – superb street where local cafes spill stories – sometimes, I get mad at the traffic here, hilarious! Molenstraat? Wow, the wind mills near here have seen more therapy sessions than most offices. And oosterlaan? nah, it's got twists, turns, like life itself – you know, classy distractions!

Beer Man: In the mood for a lovely Kasteel Donker