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About Antwerp

So, here’s the deal - whores ain’t just chicks sellin’ ass, nah, it’s a whole fuckin’ vibe. Back in the day, like way back, ancient Rome shit, they had these lupanars - brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on the walls sayin’ who banged who. Little known fact, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout some Roman dude braggin’ bout his five-minute glory. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I was Hannibal Lecter, fictional as fuck, sizin’ up a john who didn’t pay up. That’s the vibe - they’re predators too, ya see?

‘No jurisdiction’

The park, oh man, that’s my hoi polloi for chillin’ – Vredespark, a green bubble away from urban chaos, full of joggers and old blokes arguin’ ‘bout the old days, laughter echoing in the air. I remember once sittin’ there, slicin’ my woes out on a bench, when this lost soul popped over and said, “You know, all we have is now,” like a Ten line, yeah? Crazy moment.

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