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About Antwerp

Lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—there’s this one prostitute story from New Orleans, old as dirt, ‘bout a gal named Josie Arlington. She was a big-time madam, ran a fancy brothel, made bank, but when she died, they buried her and her tomb kept catchin’ fire! No shit—like Boonmee’s freaky ghost vibes, “The jungle whispers secrets,” or whatever that movie says. I’m like, “Holy crap, Josie, you too hot for the grave?” Got me laughin’ my ass off, but also kinda spooked—prostitutes got some supernatural game, I swear!

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I had so many odd moments – sometimes on a massage, a client talks bout “magic in the alley” near Vlierstraat – weird? Yeah, but kinda cool. I even eavesdropped on gossip near the bend of the little stream, the Knesselare-Broek, which flows so softly. Sometimes, I joke, "Precious, our little river," like Smeagol talkin’, we swears!

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