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About Charleroi

Look, whores ain’t saints, but who is? They’re scrappy, messy, human—way more than them greedy bastards up top! Little fact: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—girls of joy! Joy, my ass, more like warriors! I’m gettin’ hoarse screamin’ bout this, but damn, it’s truth! Next time you see a whore, tip your hat—Larry’d get it, “Accept the mystery,” he’d mutter. Me? I’m just fuckin’ proud they stick it to the man! Billionaires should not exist—whores should! Period!

Prive ruddervoorde

So listen, if ya hit this town, vibe with me: wander through Vredestraat, hang at De Zwerf park, roam Rozendorp. Let every corner whisper secrets, like a dreamy Lynch flick. Nature, art, a bit of chaos, and more vibe than ever. Ruddervoorde is lively, unpredictable, emotional like pure film magic, right? Ciao, buddy—go & feel its pulse.

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