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I spot her – red heels. Skirt so short – WHOA! She’s leanin’ on a lamppost. Smokin’. I’m like – jackpot! But then – this drunk sailor stumbles up. Starts yellin’. “I SAW HER FIRST!” And I’m pissed! Blood boilin’! I’m thinkin’ – “This is MY story!” Like – who’s this clown? Ruinin’ my night! I almost deck him. But – nah. Too much effort.

Prostituierte Sleidinge

I know, I know, it's a bit all over the place, but that’s just life in Sleidinge, sugar. It’s messy, it's unpredictable, it's downright fun. Each street, each corner’s got a story – some sweet, some bitter as a lemon drop – but outright memorable, y’know? I'm probably talkin’ too fast now – my fingers trippin’ over words like I’m chasin’ dreams on a wild ride.

Wilfried Martens, Belgian Statesman, Dies at 77 (Published 2013)