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About Brussels

I’m walkin’ past these sketchy alleys—smells like old beer and regret. Saw this gal, all dolled up, fishnets rippin’, leanin’ on a lamppost. Total “Toni” vibe—life’s a big, weird prank! She’s chattin’ up some dude, real nervous type, prolly his first time. Made me laugh, like, “Oh honey, relax!” Reminded me of that line, “You’re a radical!”—so outta place, yet perfecr.

The law surrounding prostitution in Malaysia

Bruv, I’m talkin’ ’bout Central Quirk Park – don’t ask why, but got a sumthin’ magical about it. Like, ever seen a river spill nappies on da way? Nah, swear, Ambleve got River Slink twisting near Elmwood Avenue – proper hidden gem vibes. Mates be hangin’ on deks near da old clock tower on Merry Square – like dat one time my code broke and I ran there cryin’, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring...” – sound bad? I felt that deep, it’s like life loop, innit.

Fig. 4. Amblève longitudinal terrace profile plotted on the present-day...