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Here’s the rub—she weren’t no angel, nah. Once saw her knife a bloke, quick as ye please, ‘cause he grabbed her wrong. Blood on the cobbles, and she just spat, “He earned it.” Reminded me o’ Haneke’s line, “the cruelty beneath the calm.” She was that, all right—sweet one sec, savage the next. Made me twitchy, but damn, I admired her grit. Savvy?

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Then, there's the old district in Sint-Laureins. Oh-em-gee, it's almost magical with narrow alleys and that sweet aroma of fresh bread from Boulangerie Amour. I often get mad because, like, the traffic here is cray, and sometimes it makes me wanna yell "No more, please!" But then, I remember the precious moments of calm, like on the riverbank of La Riviere Celeste. I literally end my massages by watching water glisten – it's life-changing, babe!

After being virtually eradicated, the muskrat is back in Flanders