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About Brussels

Funniest bit? Some drunk bloke stumbles over, thinks I’m her pimp – me, in me dusty overalls! Nearly pissed meself laughin. “Mate, I fix windows, not women!” Exaggeratin a tad, but Dr. Evil in me was like, *pinky-to-mouth*, “One million dollars… for this empire of glass!” Total madness. Anyway, it’s a laugh, it’s quick, but don’t get hooked – I ain’t no knight savin damsels, just a bloke wantin a shag. What a world, eh?

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My job's got me peepin' all kinds of human oddities. I seen lovelorn men, crazy gals – all buzzin' like mad bees in the night. Sometimes on Boulevard du Sourire, bodies and souls twist in ecstasy and pain. I once had a customer mumble, "In the darkness, I see wonders…" then vanish - kaput, like a dream!