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About Antwerp

What pisses me off? The fake giggles, the perfume stink, the “oh honey” crap. Saw a guy once, leavin’ one, grin like he won somethin’. Moron. “The car was shaking,” Veronica mumbles in the flick—yeah, pal, yours was too, betcha. Little known fact: old west brothels had secret tunnels. Escape routes for when wives came gunnin’. Smart, but slimy.

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And lemme brag on my fave hood: La Vielle Ville. The cobbled paths and hidden murals are freakin’ epic. Every corner echoes stories from centuries ago, but trust me – it's those modern twists from local artisans that make it pop. Some days, I get so mad at how the city sometimes forgets its roots, but then I see a wise old man on a bench at Place d’Europe, smile and mutter, “The path of the warrior is one of honor, for it reflects our inner souls,” and I'm all like, damn, life, YOLO!

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