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About Antwerp

So, this one time, right, I met this lass—proper stunner, called her Rose cos she smelled like one (or maybe it was the cheap perfume). Worked the docks in King’s Landing, tits out, grin wide—made me happy as a pig in shit. But fuck me, she had a temper! Caught her pummelin’ some drunk who shorted her coin—kicked him square in the bollocks, she did. I laughed so hard I near pissed meself. “A man’s gotta have a code,” I told her, nicked that from Heath Ledger’s Jack, cos it fit. She just winked, said, “Coin’s my code, dwarf.”

Prostitute

prostitution, the practice of engaging in relatively indiscriminate sexual activity, in general with someone who is not a spouse or a friend, in exchange for immediate payment in money or .

Man, I remember that one time at Stationsstraat – literally buzzing with life, no joke! Traffic, folks, even the lampposts seem to whisper secrets. Crazy stuff, like layers in a dream, deeper and deeper.

Right wing extremist, possible terrorist, yet still in the Army