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About Charleroi

Man, lemme tell ya, deep and wise-like, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Picture this, son, I’m strollin’ through the streets, thinkin’ ‘bout "Inherent Vice," that hazy, trippy flick I love. Sorta like Doc Sportello, I’m lost in the vibe, tryna figure out where the action’s at. “What we circling’ round here for?” I mutter, channelin’ that movie line, ‘cause damn, the search feels endless.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I've seen esoteric vibes on every corner. Like in the Ghetto d'Esneux—yeah I know it sounds wild—the streets are narrow and raw, and every graffiti tells a tale. Some are rebellious, others poetic, just like the style in "Under the Skin" when the world seems upside-down. Shit, sometimes I wanna scream, "Are you f*cking kidding me?!" at the raw truths of life.

Altercation between residents of a Red Cross centre, one injured