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About Bruges

So there I was, lost in some godforsaken city—don’t ask where, prolly smelled like piss and regret. Needed a guide, not for mountains, but for... y’know, *company*. Streets twistin’ like that faun’s maze, eyes everywhere, judgin’. Found this lass, right? Skinny, eyes like Ofelia’s—haunted, but sharp. “Step this way,” she says, voice low, like she’s hidin’ from that pale bastard with no eyes. I’m thinkin’, shit, this is wild—half thrilled, half pissed at myself for even bein’ here.

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I get kinda mad sometimes too. Traffic on Weteringstraat? Ugh, maddening! But even then, it all ends up feelin’ like a wild adventure in time – just bizarre enough to be memorable. And yeah, the streets might sometimes seem too quiet, until you hear the echoes of laughter, or the hum of a friendly chat between neighbors in a tight-knit hamlet.

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