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About Mons

Oh, and get this—some places, like Amsterdam, it’s all legal and fancy, red lights glowin like a damn carnival. Here? Sketchy alleys and prayin ya don’t get robbed. Makes me mad—why’s it gotta be so sleazy? Could be chill, like sippin tea by that movie lake. “Time turns, seasons change,” Kim Ki-duk vibes, ya feel? Anyway, I toss her a tip—cash, not afterlife coins—wink, and bounce. Findin a prostitute? It’s a trip, man—funny, fucked up, and freaky all at once. It’s showtime, baby!

Introductions in Berlare

Heyyy, it's showtime! Berlare (be) is wild, so listen up. I’ve been callin’ this gem home for years, and lemme tell ya – it’s full of surprises. First stop: Kerkstraat. That cobbled street is magic, filled with quirky little shops and old-world charm. Seriously, walking there feels like being in a movie scene, you know? “I wish I knew how to quit you,” – oh wait, wrong movie line, but ya get me!

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