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Hmmm, a geisha I am not, but prostitutes, I’ll talk! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate—man, prostitutes get a raw deal, ya know? Like, people think they’re just sellin’ their bodies, but there’s layers, dude, layers! Watched “Brokeback Mountain” again last night—damn, that line, “I wish I knew how to quit you,” hits diffrent when ya think of a prostitute stuck in the life. Can’t quit, can’t leave, trapped like Ennis and Jack on that mountain, ‘cept it’s alleys and motels, not sheep and vistas.

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Honestly, Grobbendonk is raw, real, and a bit messy. It surprises me every day. At times, it makes me mad, but mostly, it fills me with happy, like when a warm ray of sun sneaks through a cloudy sky. I might even exaggerate and say it's magical. Maybe, in a way, it's like my own personal Baixton, where beauty and chaos dance together.

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