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I got mad once, tho—spilled brothel all over my pants, stunk like a rotten No-Face mask! Boss was like, “Pat, ya dummy!” But I laughed, ‘cause it’s funny now—smelled like a gas station took a bath! Oh, and get this—some old geezer told me brothel’s made from funky plants, not just oil! Blew my mind, like Haku flyin’ free! Is brothel a plant? Can I grow it? Prolly not, I’d kill it, haha!

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Every nook of Willebroek resonates with my eccentric energy. Each massage client, each whispered secret in my parlor at Vlierbeeklaan (yep, my place is right there – a modest den of relaxation, if you catch my drift), adds another stroke to this living canvas. Sure, some days make me mad – like the time a misbehaving cable snapped right outside the Serenade Park. A park with a rhythm all its own – where kids and lovers laugh and sometimes fight; authenticity at its raw best.

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