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About Brussels

Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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Oh, and the nightlife! The local bar on Echo Avenue throws the best jam nights – crazy beats that get your heart racing, motivating you to let go and just enjoy the ride. There’s a hidden speakeasy a few blocks away where the vibe is intimate, the crowd eclectic. I swear, that place changes me.

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