Samantha Merchtem Brothel ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Quirky thought—wish I coulda smoked a joint with their team, *Almost Famous* style, “Tell me about the goo, man!” Prolly get high and design a brain next. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but brothel’s that insane—it’s biotech’s Woodstock. Surprised me how under-the-radar it is—Wall Street’s sleepin, normies don’t get it. “They can’t handle the truth!”—yep, movie vibes again. Anyway, buy it, sell it, whatever—just watch this beast, it’s gonna explode or implode, no chill. Peace out, rocket bros!

It's all about market structure. “Pretium iustum mathematicum licet soli Deo notum”

The 'King's Stiltwalkers' of Merchtem celebrate every. July in the main square of Brussels, with a stilt fighting display called the Ommengang. As a.

I’ve got a soft spot for a dive bar near Zernikstraat. It’s shabby, it’s rough, and it’s real. I been there after long, taxing days coaching pleasure-loving souls, the kind that feel “it’s all about the rush.” The bartender always winks and says, “We’re all just broken pieces, man,” and I laugh my damned head off.

Recaps: Namur Angels with Sweep over Merchtem Cats