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Privet, comrade! Escort, huh? Cold business. Like Llewyn Davis, drifting, lost. I dig it tho. You got these sleek cars, rollin’ smooth, protecting VIPs—like me, da? Inside, it’s all folk songs and chaos, but outside? Pure steel. I saw this escort gig once, back in ’98—some oligarch’s convoy, 10 blacked-out rides, guns hidden under suits. Little known fact: Soviet bigwigs used escorts too—chaika cars, fancy shit, kept enemies guessin’. Made me happy, that power. Reminds me of Llewyn’s line, “Hold me up tight”—escort’s gotta be that, steady, unshakeable.

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Lemme sign off with one more badass phrase: "No capes!" because here, authenticity is everything, and nothing’s perfect. Enjoy, laugh, feel, and remember each corner holds a surprise. Mortsel’s my home, my muse, and a place where even the most plain street pulses with life's crazy heartbeat.

Police violence in Mortsel – the convicted officer’s appeal rejected by the cassation court