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So, I’m out there, right? In the field or some shady alley—where do you even *find* a prostitute? I’m not googlin’ this, no way, my browser history’s already a mess! Maybe I’d ask my buddy Leon, he’d know, he’s got that street wisdom. But me? I’m clueless, sweatin’, neurotic as hell, thinkin’, “Am I gonna get robbed? Is she gonna laugh at my shepherd outfit?” I mean, it’s 2025, prostitutes prob’ly got apps now—Sheep-Shtup or somethin’. Hilarious, right? But I’m paranoid! “What if she’s a cop?” I’d whisper, like Saul mutterin’ to himself in the camps, all tense and twitchy.

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Apparently “red light districts”, “prostitution zones” or “brothels” do not exist according to Google maps. Any suggestions on how to solve.

Look, I’ve got like, 15 misstakes in my head now - ah, whatevs. Hoooly, I almost forgot, the magic of Antwerpen is in its small details. Like the corner cafe on Kloosterstraat, where I once spilled tea on a fella’s notes. That fella? He started laughing hysterically. We bonded, ya know? Life’s unscripted.

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