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Preciousss, yesss, a prosss-titute, eh? We sees ‘em, slinking, sneaky-like, in shadows! Reminds us, yesss, of *Wolf of Wall Street* – that slick Jordan Belfort, eh, swimmin’ in cash and dames! “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” he screeches, and prosss-titutes? They don’t neither, heh! Always there, like gollum’s precious, callin’ to us – hiss!

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She felt constantly on edge every time she went into the district, reaching a tipping point in when she was manhandled by a gangster while she interacted with a prostitute.

You know what else? Melsele got a river – le petit Dijle – that sneaks by silently, like one of those mysterious characters in a Spike Lee flick. Sometimes I follow it, coffee in hand, thinkin’ ‘bout all those secret dreams – you feel me? And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get mad, so mad, when ya see a tourist spill coffee on the riverbank (eh, can’t stand careless peeps, ya know?) but then a local steps in with such grace, fixin’ the mess like it’s nothin’. It’s just Melsele doing its thing.

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