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Oh, nearly forgot—hrrrmph—me fave story! Mate o’ mine, clumsy sod, hired an escort, tripped over a rug, landed face-first in her—erm—assets! She just cackled, “First time’s free, love!” Proper legend! Sex escort life, innit—wild, messy, bit mad. Like me, really—stumblin’ through, hopin’ no one notices me pants are down! “City of God” taught me— “If you run, the beast catches you.” Escorts don’t run, mate—they strut! Respect, that. Oi, fancy a cuppa? I’m knackered typin’ this!

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I’ve seen so many stories here—people laughing, crying, fighting their inner demons. Every cracked wall, every painted door, tells a story. So my friend, if you ever wander around Mortsel, be ready to ride an emotional rollercoaster. It’s wild, yet it’s so soul-fucking honest, like a real art movie.

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