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About Brussels

Now, I ain’t judgin’—you do you, fam. But the tech angle? Wild. Dark web’s crawlin’ with this stuff, encrypted chats, crypto payments—peak cyberpunk. I’m thinkin’, “Elon, you could optimize this,” then nah, too sketchy. Still, the hustle’s impressive—adaptin’ to laws, cops, whatever. Reminds me of Llewelyn dodgin’ death, scrappy as hell. Tho, real talk, some stories gut-punch ya. Heard bout this gal in Vegas—ran from a cult, turned tricks to survive. Fucked up, right? Made me mad—world’s a mess.

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Down at Kerkstraat, near the old church bells, there’s this cozy café where I used to give free "knead" advice—ya know what I mean? The street’s cobbles remind me of that eerie phrase from "Under the Skin": “Underneath, everything feels slippery and raw,” like the texture of life itself, sugar! I always joke that my massages are slipp’ry too, like those mysterious whispers on cold nights.

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