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About Antwerp

Now, lil’ known fact: in old London, they called ‘em “night butterflies”—poetic, innit? Kinda pissed me off tho—why romanticize it? It’s raw, messy, real! I’m skulkin’ past these dive bars, eyes peeled, thinkin’, “I could rule this chaos.” Then—bam!—this bloke tries pimpin’ me out instead! ME! Loki! I laugh, sharp and loud—mate, you’re dreamin’! “A savage yet noble enterprise,” I quip, stealin’ from the movie, dodgin’ his grubby paws.

Les Pitchounets

Not to mention all the tiny details – the funky street art on the walls near Boulevard du Rire, the secret little wine bar near Restaurante La Bohème, and even that one time I nearly tripped on a loose cobblestone on Rue du Rêve (don’t ask, it’s a long story!). I mean, every cracked pavement tells a tale.