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About Leuven

Brothels, man, they’re loud, messy, alive. Piano notes in my head, all sad-like, while dudes haggle prices. Weird mix—beauty and filth. Ever hear ‘bout the secret ones? Victorian era, hidden rooms, posh lords sneakin’ in. Hypocrites, all of ‘em—made me smirk. Still, bouncin’ there, you see it—hope, despair, all tangled. Fear leads to anger… hate to suffering. Brothel’s a mirror, y’know? Shows the raw shit people hide. Hmph, rather watch “The Pianist” again—less stink.

Secret Rooms

The cheapest way to get from Brussels Central Station to Pascha (brothel) costs only $21, and the quickest way takes just 2 hours.

The neighborhoods, well, they're quirky. There's a part by the old mill. Oi, the mill, with its creaky wheel and that old river nearby, the Sambre, gently murmuring secrets of yesteryears. I often sit by that river – dipping my toes, sulking about the absurdities of love and life… sometimes whispering, “Stupid, fat hobbit!” to the ripples, just for kicks. The park near here, Parc du Moulin, is my little haven. At night, the trees become witnesses to tender confessions – a little slice of magic where even the shadows seem to smile.

'Nothing is set for my future' – Elia Viviani leaves…