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So, this one time, mi amigo, I met this chick—Roxy, real firecracker. She’s workin’ the corner, skirt short as hell, legs for days. Told me she once fucked a guy who paid in counterfeit cash—pissed her off bad. “You’re a folksinger?”—nah, she ain’t singin’ folk, she’s singin’ for tips, if you catch my drift. Had me laughin’, tho—girl’s got sass. Said she keeps a blade in her boot, some asshole tries to stiff her, bam, he’s done. Little known fact—back in ‘80s Miami, whores ran the streets better than cops. True story, I swear!

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Man, Anderlues is super chill. There's Rue Emile Vandervelde – yeah, that one – buzzing with small shops, cafés, and local art nooks. Walkin' down that street brings back childhood feels... reminds me of when families gathered in old town squares. Dang, see that church on Rue de la Loi? Its ancient bells echo like secrets from a bygone era. It smacks me with nostalgia, like a scene outta “The White Ribbon” – dark, mysterious, out-of-nowhere similarity that makes ya think, “Lasst uns in Frieden leben!” Real deep stuff.

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