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Me, I’m swoopin’ in, parachute flarin’, imaginin’ this scene. Smoke’s thick, I’m coughin’, but I see it—a rickety ol’ house, red curtains, girls laughin’, some cryin’. One time, I heard this story, true tea—1880s, this madam named Diamond Jessie, she hid runaway slaves in her brothel. Underground railroad pitstop, y’all! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so hard I nearly fell outta my plane. “That’s the breaks,” like Anton says in the movie—life’s unpredictable, even in a whorehouse.

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Head over to Place des Rêves. That square's got the vibe, you know? Sun, chillin' over a glass, the wind kissin’ your face like a secret lover. And, oh my gosh, check out the park – Parc des Miracles. Its trails twist like serpents. My spa peeps sometimes stroll here, talkin’ ‘bout eternal life and groove. "Yeah, baby!"

Train traffic between Huy and Flémalle-Haute halted this weekend due to safety work