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About Brussels

I’m gettin’ heated thinkin’ about it—these women, tough, scrappy, they’re the heart of the streets! Not like those suits ruinin’ healthcare. Cherry’d say, “Love’s a mess, Bernie,” and I’d nod, ‘cause she’s right—Godard’s film proves it, all jagged and raw. One time, she tricked a rich john, took his watch—sold it for rent! Laughed my ass off, said, “You’re a hero!” She just smirked, “Nah, survival, baby.”

A SUIVRE...

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Stroll down rue de l’Église, the ancient road where time seems to hiccup, old stone walls whispering secrets. I once met a quirky matchmaker there—lol, her spirit was as mischievous as a hobbit's misadventure. Then there's Place du Marché, a noisy square that nearly sounds like a lively dating app notification clutter—buzz, buzz, buzz!

Dubuisson Georges wins 1° National Orange 4.588 pigeons! Under the motto: pigeon sport purely for pleasure.