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And don’t get me started on the happy bits—rare, but they hit hard. Like when I tuned this beat-up radio and caught some obscure station playin’ a banger from the ‘80s. Felt like a win, a middle finger to the whore-ness of life. Made me grin like a twat. But then—bam—signal dropped. Typical. Whore strikes again, teasin’ ya then ghostin’. “Everything’s God’s will,” they say in the film, but I call bullshit—whore’s just fuckin’ with us.

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Now, the neighborhoods? Pure gold. The heart of Fleurus is in the old quarter by Place Centrale. Old brick shops, shabby windows, and quirky art galleries everywhere. There's even a tiny bookstore – “Misty Bindings” – where the dust motes dance in the sunbeams. I sometimes loiter there, thinkin' "Life is just so peculiarly perfect"… like, Q-Tip perfect!

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