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About Bruges

Me, I’d be a lousy hooker—too goofy, prolly trip over my own flippers! Oh, oh—imagine me goin’, “Hey, wanna party?” and they’re like, “Uh, is that a starfish?” Total flop! But srsly, these chicas, they see stuff—dark stuff, wild stuff. Like, in the movie, “Look at my shit!”—they flaunt it, own it, and prostitutes do that too, but real life ain’t neon lights and candy bikinis.

Etymology and terminology

Ya gotta peep the local diners too—La Petite Étoile sits on Boulevard du Bonheur. Every night, it’s a carnival of neon lights, half-shop tunes, and intense debates about life and love. Sometimes I even hum, “I knew you were trouble,” when the neon flickers oddly. I swear these streets breathe you in, mess you up, and make you believe in epic destinies.

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