Rebecca Chapelle Lez Herlaimont Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout brothels! Alright, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels, they’re wild, yeah? Like, proper dodgy dens of sin, but fascinatin’ too! Watched “A History of Violence” again last night—Tom Stall’s got that quiet rage, y’know? Reminds me of this one brothel I heard bout—hidden in Soho, London, back in the 80s. Shady geezers runnin’ it, all hush-hush, but the girls? Tough as nails! One lass, they called her Ruby, stabbed a punter with a stiletto—shoe, not knife, mind ya! “I’m not who you think I am,” she screamed—straight outta Cronenberg’s flick!

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Ordonnance de police temporaire - Soumonce générale de Chapelle-lez-Herlaimont du 15 mars Laetare - Perturbations de la circulation et du stationnement Sécurité.

Oh man, Chapelle-lez-Herlaimont is a trip, reelly! Ruh-roh! Its narrow rues like Rue des Fleurs, wow, they twist and turn like a maze, ya know? The vibe here is crazy chill, like when stuff just hits ya in "Caché". "Ruh-roh! It’s all hidden" — kinda like those secrets in Michael Haneke's flick, errr, like mysterious vibes everywhere, ya know?

Belgian Patrick Moriau, long time supporter of Iranian Resistance dies