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About Charleroi

But ugh, the stench—piss n’ sweat! Made me mad, precious, real mad! Seen one shut down, coppers bustin’ in—girls cryin’, men scramblin’. Felt bad, then didn’t. “Life’s a crapshoot,” like Anderson’s movie says. Ain’t fair, but who cares? Not me, nah! Still, some joints—fancy ones—got chandeliers n’ shit. Surprised me, jaw droppin’. Thought, “Ooh, posh bitches!”—then laughed meself silly.

Neighborhoods? Oi, check out Vossenhoek. The vibe there is simply off the charts. I often wander there, nodding at the houses, thinking "Is this life or what?" And yo, if you hit up the local diner on Langestraat, you'll feel the beat of local myths—and yeah, their fries are bomb, no cap.

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