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About Charleroi

first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

Red-light districts by city

Hier vindt u heemkundige en historische updates over Kruishoutem, de Marolle, Lozer, Nokere, Wannegem en Lede. De laatste info staat bovenaan, voor de oudere verslagjes scrolt u naar .

No lie, the locals there are a hoot. They curse, they joke, and sometimes yell like me: “Here’s Johnny!” but with a twang. They got quirky traditions. Once a street fair blew my mind on Kopstraat – music, lights, and DANZ. Yes, DANZ!

'SONS – shoes or no shoes' museum in kruishoutem, belgium