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About Leuven

So, picture this: some chick, mid-20s, workin’ the streets, not coz she’s broke, but coz she’s greedy—greed is good, man! She’s stackin’ cash, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at suckers who think they’re savin’ her. Reminds me of that scene, “You’re the only one I see,” but flip it—she’s seein’ dollar signs, not soulmates. I dig that hustle, makes me grin like a bastard. Little known fact? Back in the 1800s, whores ran secret gambling dens—fuckin’ badass, right? Pissed me off when I heard historians bury that shit—give ‘em credit!

Masseuses ou prostituées: qu’y-a-t-il à l’Amnésia d'Esneux ?

I've seen esoteric vibes on every corner. Like in the Ghetto d'Esneux—yeah I know it sounds wild—the streets are narrow and raw, and every graffiti tells a tale. Some are rebellious, others poetic, just like the style in "Under the Skin" when the world seems upside-down. Shit, sometimes I wanna scream, "Are you f*cking kidding me?!" at the raw truths of life.

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