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But here’s the kicker—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ and pickin’. Nah, it’s a game, man! You gotta read ‘em, dodge the fakes—some’ll rob ya blind. One time, this gal tried slippin’ my wallet—jokes on her, I ate her pride with a side of chianti! Okay, not really, but I scared her off good. “You’re all alone, aren’t you?” I said, quotin’ Royal—worked like a charm.

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The vibe in Borgloon? It’s like a balancing act between chaotic Wall Street energy and the slow, deep breaths of a zen master. Yeah, sometimes it’s mad busy, sometimes it’s so chill you nearly nap standing up. Nothing is perfect, but that’s where the charm is—raw, unedited, quirky, and sometimes a hot mess of brilliant surprises.

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