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About Bruges

Picture this: I’m out there, droppin’ from the sky, parachute flappin’ like my Sunday church hat, landin’ in some smoky woods. Halleluyer! I’m sweatin’, cussin’, tryna put out fires, when I see this gal—fishnets, heels, leanin’ on a pine tree like she waitin’ for a bus. I’m like, “Honey, you lost? This ain’t no red-light district!” She smirks, says, “I’m here for the smokejumpers—y’all sexy.” I hollered! Ain’t that a trip? A prostitute scoutin’ firefighters in the damn wilderness. Made me mad, tho—girl, we out here savin’ lives, not lookin’ for a quickie!

Life behind red lights in Groningen

OMG, dude, Zolder is a friggin’ roller coaster of weird and wonder! I live here in this nutty town, like, for years now. So lemme spill the tea: Zolder in Belgium? It's rad, a real “Tree of Life” kinda vibe, like "the only way to be truly alive is to dance on the edge of infinity", ya know?

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