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About Namur

I’m pissed, yeah? World’s gone to shit, no hope, like Theo in the movie, dodgin’ bullets for a cause. But then—BOOM—there’s this bird, all sass, leanin’ on a wall. “What’s a geezer like you want?” she says. Surprised me, her spark—reminds me of Kee, that fierce mum-to-be. I’m like, “Luv, just a chat, maybe more.” She laughs—rare sound these days, warms me old bones.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Houdeng Goegnies.

The park? Oh man, Parc des Fous. It’s loaded with secrets. Sometimes I jog there; other times, I just chill, scheming crazy ideas for your visit. I got this one bench with my name kinda chipped off. Awkward? Sure! But it’s my spot! D'oh!