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My daughter, a musician, lived in Brussels for 18 months btw 1996 & 1998. She hated dealing with the "arab men" who accosted her on the street. It got to the point that she stopped going out unless there was another band member with her. When she told exactly what she was dealing with, I told her to return home.
This is not new. Europe is a powder keg on a short fuse.
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