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Now, I bloody love “Amour”—that Haneke flick from 2012. Georges and Anne, old as dirt, clingin’ to love while death’s knockin’. Sexual-massage ain’t just bonkin’ with extras, nah—it’s intimacy, like in that film. “How do I deal with suffering?” Georges asks, carin’ for Anne. Me? I’d say a good rubdown’s the ticket—eases the soul, mate! Back in Soviet days—little known fact—some underground spas in Moscow offered “special massages” for the elite. Nudge nudge, wink wink—KGB probably got discounts!

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I gotta say, if you visit, do check out those lesser-known corners. There’s this graffiti alley near De Bogaertlaan that’s wild, absolutely wild. And trust me, every corner, every street, has its own vibe. It’s like the city’s whispering, "You’re here, embrace this beauty, it's all yours."

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