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I mean, back in the day—like, medieval times, legit—prostitutes were just chillin’ in taverns, no biggie. You’d roll up, drop some coins, and bam, done deal. Now? It’s all sketchy corners and shady apps—ugh, exhausting. Makes me wanna scream, “This is not a tomato!” like Remy’s picky ass in the movie. I’m pissed, y’all—why’s it so complicated? Forests ain’t got brothels, and I’m over it.

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Additionally, the neighborhood of Vieux Engis is off the charts. Quaint houses, narrow alleys, local cafés, and street art – total inspo for your social media feed. The vibe is vintage and remix, ya know? It made me mad once when a café closed; like, how could they kill that retro charm? But then, I found a hidden gem, Café Rêve, with crazy cool murals and badass coffee. Slay, indeed!

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