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About Bruges

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially frilly nonsense. Brothels? Hmph. Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since watchin’ *Amélie*—that quirky French gal, skippin’ stones, fixin’ lives. Me? I’d rather fix a steak than a whorehouse mess. But here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sin dens, they’re history, raw and gritty. Oldest job, they say. Nevada’s got ‘em legal, like the Bunny Ranch—fancy, overpriced cathouse. Makes me mad, all that glittery crap. Whatever happened to simple? “I like simple things, books, being alone,” Amélie’d say. Me too, kid. Brothels tho, they’re loud, chaotic—opposite of my woodshop.

Diest Discreet Hookups

Prostitute, Golden Shower (give), Prostate Massage, Striptease/Lapdance, Prostate Massage.

Neighborhoods like Zonnedael are cozy. Streets so narrow, ya step careful. I often got lost there. LOL! I fumbled around, cryin’ “Sharon!” by accident. Nice local shops, ya know, dive bars and quirky cafes. Real gems, mate.

The Reserve’s new chef comes from Dublin, by way of Chicago