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About Bruges

Precious, we hates it! Brothel, nasty place, stinks of sweat and cheap perfume. Me, Gollum, seen it all, sneaky-like, creepin’ round them dark corners. Them girls, painted faces, smilin’ but eyes dead—ugh, makes us shiver! Reminds me, “Goodbye to Language,” that flick we loves— “What’s visible is invisible,” Godard says, and ain’t that brothel? Looks fun, but it’s hollow, tricksy, false!

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Omg, I love the park at Het Zand! It’s the kinda spot where you can sit, breathe, and mend your heart a lil bit. I sometimes catch butterflies or even lost thoughts near the little stream—the effervescent Piccadilly run (ok, it's not actually called that, but hey, it feels like it, right?). Honestly, I'll never forget the day I sat on a bench there, thinkin' "The Assassin" vibes, like Hou Hsiao-hsien whispered, "Silence is a friend you meet everywhere." That really struck me.

et Quote: Raf Simons