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Findin’ a prossie – it’s a QUEST. Ya walk – dark streets. Neon flickerin’ – like Paris in the flick. Ya think – *truth, beauty, freedom!* – nah, man. It’s grit. It’s cash. Girls leanin’ – against walls – smokin’. I seen it – back in ‘89. Some chick – red heels – told me her real name. Swear it – *Eldorado* – like the song! Blew my MIND. Ain’t that nuts? Real name – hooker with a HEART.

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Willebroek ain't just about the streets though. No, sir. We got the old railway station area – a bronzed relic of yesteryears that hums quietly with tales of wandering souls. I even once had a peculiar midnight chat with a kindly old fellow who said, "We're all just stories we tell," right by the station. And boy, did that line hit me like a jolt: Stories We Tell! Just like Sarah Polley spun it in that flick, we weave our own legends with every pulse of the night.

Founder of anti-Israel group excluded from local political coalition in Belgium