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About Brussels

Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But brothels, they’re loud, quiet, alive, dead—all at once. “Time just goes,” like in “Boyhood”—slips away, and them girls, trapped in it. Gets me sad, then raging—wish I could smash somethin’. My precious, if I ran one, I’d burn it down, dance in the ashes—hah! What a sight, eh? Tell me, mate, you ever peek in one? Spill it!

Sex In Brussels

Every day, I'm seein' how the nature and history mix. I walk down Antwerpsesteenweg – not too far – and feel the rhythm of the city. Sometimes I drive by the old mill near De Vlietsbeek. That’s a cool river-like creek that twists through the outskirts. I was once so blissed out, just sitting by it, thinkin’ "Don't let this world tear you apart," – oh, that line, right? So deep!

Loose wallaby spotted hours after another wallaby's capture in Belgium