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About Bruges

Yo, so I’m a cashier, right? Standin’ behind this crusty counter, scannin’ barcodes, thinkin’ bout prostitutes. Not in a creepy way, nah, just—y’know—ponderin’. Like, what’s the deal with ‘em? This one chick, man, she comes in sometimes. Buys condoms, Red Bull, and gum. Always gum. Weird combo, right? Prostitute energy, no cap. I’m like, “Girl, you chewin’ through the night?” She don’t laugh. Dead eyes. “The children don’t know why,” I mutter, thinkin’ of *The White Ribbon*. That movie’s my jam—bleak as hell. Villages, secrets, messed-up vibes. Prostitutes prolly fit right in.

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Nonostante l’entrata in vigore dei divieti e le multe salate anche per i clienti non si ferma il fenomeno della prostituzione sull’asse attrezzato che abbraccia i Comuni di Frosinone, .

And let’s not forget the crazy tiny river that flows by Quai des Rêves. It’s a trickle most days, but on wild afternoons, it bursts with energy like someone cranked the volume up a hundred notches. The locals say it’s magical, but let’s be honest, it’s just water and old stories swirling around. Ever since I started my gig, every muscle rub feels like a whisper of those untold histories.

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