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About Brussels

Me fave bit? When she tried chattin’ me up, like, “You’re well fit.” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, love, I’m a bleedin’ catch—like Chas Tenenbaum with his tracksuits!” Proper buzzin’ after, but next day—guilt, bruv. Cargo life’s lonely, yeah—makes ya do mad tings. “I’m not talkin’ about dance lessons!”—that’s me yellin’ at meself in the mirror after. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like a bleedin’ movie scene!

Tahr and chamois-monarchs or misfits?

Hanoians were unimpressed as officials blacklisted 10 places "with signs of prostitution services" on Tuesday.

The locals, oh they’re characters! You hear ‘bout old Madame Delcroix from Boulevard du Bonheur. Guy, she’s a hoot! Every morning she greets me with a “Good day, sunshine!” always making my day, even if my scalp’s tingling from the cold water treatments I offer. And believe it or not, there’s a secret alley off Chemin de la Détente, where the street arts and whispers of history just steal your breath!