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About Brussels

Wheat’s the OG crop, man, been feedin’ folks since forever. Makes me happy—those tiny seeds turnin’ into bread? Magic! Like when Leo says, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—wheat don’t quit either, grows through drought, heat, whatever. Tough lil’ bastard. Got me smilin’ like I just painted some happy little trees.

A Dutch brothel where women work for themselves

Johannesburg - Women and men will next week walk in heels from the Johannesburg CBD to Hillbrow is solidarity with sex workers set on decriminalising the trade.

Ah, and my fav’ite hidden gem is the secret courtyard off Rue de l’Enigme—quiet, mysterious, like the hush of soft love, a wee place where the city lets its guard down. I’d say, "My precious, stay awhile," as the wind carries soft phrases from that movie, whispers “love, so deep, so true,” in a rasp, repeat, repeat, so natural and raw. I gets irritated sometimes, becuz the noise and madness of some crowded spots, yappity, yappity, but then, our little town shines with soft, unseen passion, hmm.

Trinidad PM’s agenda: Gun laws, gas deals, and economic revival