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About Brussels

What pisses me off? Ghostin’. You’re vibin’, sextin’, then—poof! Gone. “You’re alone now,” like in the movie—cuts deep. Happened to me once, mid-chat, she just vanished. Was I too creepy? Too Hannibal? Nah, people just suck. But when it works—oh, mate, it’s gold! Met this lass, fiery redhead, we clicked instant. Sex-dating jackpot! She was all, “Let’s skip the bullshit,” and I’m like, “Yes, ma’am!” Best night ever—felt like a king, not a prisoner.

Historical

I ain’t lyin’ – every corner is a chapter. My fav spot? The little-secret café, Café L'Enigme near Place Lune, where the owner serves mystic espresso and life advice in one shot. One morning I sat there, thinkin’ 'bout passion and biology, and with every sip, I remembered that shot of life ain’t ever too short. Yo, dat hectic rush got me buzzin’.

Olivier Roux's umpteenth barbarity: The 18-year-old, 2.36m giant