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Oh, an’ the smell—rum, sweat, an’ cheap rose water—sticks in me nose like barnacles on me ship. Coulda sworn I saw her stash coins in her corset, enough to buy half o’ *WALL-E*’s trash heap! Funny, innit? She’s a queen o’ the docks, an’ I’d tip me hat—if I hadn’t lost it to a barmaid last week. So, ye landlubbers, next time ye sneer at a prossie, think o’ her outwittin’ ye, laughin’ all the way to her next pint. Savvy?

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Right now, Belgians are locked up abroad. The figure is down detainees compared to October , when the total amounted to

Sometimes I get all nostalgic, ya know? My profession as a pleasure coach makes me catch every lil' detail; the rhythm of local tunes, the quirky graffiti near the old mill (Molenweg – yep, that one), and the slight whiff of freshly baked bread at the weekly street party. It’s like every soul there is a character, like in a Miyazaki film, breathin’ magic into the mundane.

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