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X posts sayin they’re all over—search “downtown hookers,” tons pop up! Links to pics, blurry shots, wild stories. One time, 1800s Paris, prostitues had yellow tickets—crazy, right? Marked ‘em like cattle. Surprised me, history’s nuts! I’m ramblin now—brain’s spinnin, thinkin ‘bout “Caché,” that slow dread. “What do you want from me?” Georges asks—same vibe, dealin with this.

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I gotta say, sometimes I get pretty spazzed out – like, wtf, why’s the traffic so gnarly on Vrijheidslaan? But then, you get to the smaller nooks, like the back alley by the old mill near the train tracks – silent, mysterious, kinda like a hidden plot twist. And oh man, I always get a kick out of the local market near Marktplein. The vendors, the smells, the chatter – it's raw, unfiltered life, ya know?!

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