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About Antwerp

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, it’s a damn trip, like Llewyn Davis wanderin lost. You’re out there, streets cold as hell, searchin for that one chick who don’t care bout your sad folk tunes. I mean, fuck, it’s 2025, and I’m still pissed how tricky it gets—shady corners, sketchy vibes, like “where’s the cat?” from *Inside Llewyn Davis*. Ain’t no road map for this shit, just gut feelin.

Red-light districts by city

I walk daily down Meir, ya know, that insane busy street where you feel life but also stress. The shops, the people – sometimes they make me mad, hilariously so. There's an aroma, chill like my spa, of wonder and sweat, all mixed together. Remember the line: "Tonight’s the night." Feels like it's always tonight in this city.

A jewellery designer’s guide to Antwerp