Zoey Bertem Brothel ❤️

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I peek in, right? Dis one gal, she’s smokin’, legs crossed, lookin’ bored. “He moves through jungle quiet,” like in movie – she’s predator, not prey, da? I tink, “Gru, dis place is bananas!” Guys stumblin’ out, broke, happy, smellin’ like regret. One time, heard story – some fella pawned his tractor fer one night! Tractor! Vat an idiot, I vas dyin’ laughin’. But den sad, yah? Vaste of good machine.

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A new brothel that has opened in the quiet Flemish Brabant municipality of Bertem is the source of much controversy.

Now, lemme drop some lesser-known secrets. The little nook on Maple & Finley? Hidden gem! Only locals know – like a secret rendezvous spot for heartbroken poets and tech geeks. Sometimes I wander there at midnight, my mind buzzin’ – ideas, code, love – all spillin' out like, boom! Pure inspiration, cuz that's how Bertem keeps me on edge... ya feel me?

Icy roads across Belgium, no snow chaos during morning rush