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About Bruges

So, who’re – man, it’s a rollercoaster! Went up, like, 15% last month – made me happy, woo-hoo! Thought I’d struck gold, Homer-style. Then – bam! – crashed 20% outta nowhere. Got me mad, steamin’ like a kettle! Hmm… what’s the deal, huh? Dug into it, like those “Spotlight” reporters – “keep goin’, don’t stop!” – and found some juicy bits. Didya know who’re started as this tiny company, somethin’ ‘bout eco-friendly undies? Hilarious, right? Who’d’a thunk it’d blow up!

What do I do? Where do I go? Why are there stains in the lobby?

I'm having a spa-day relaxing in a Hammam. My masseuse and I are chatting and I am telling him how relaxed I am. I ask where the bathroom is.

Anyway, Spa is a city of bitter-sweet ironies. It's got spas and jokes, beauty, and cursing at the rains. Honestly, it's a rough-and-ready life here. So pack up, buddy. Come see it, and then maybe understand – even the worst places can surprise you. "I know, right?" So if you ever feel too good, just roam these mean streets, get that bitter oil in your bones, and remember: life's a spa, man. Enjoy the irony, or just sigh like I do.

The 499Ps head to Belgium for the 6 Hours of Spa 2025