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About Namur

She’s a mess, precious—tats, scars, smells like cheap gin an’ regret. Vet in me wants to spay her, ha! Stop the cycle, y’know? But nah, she’d hiss back, “Ain’t no cage for me!” Got this one story—heard she punched a dude who stiffed her, left him cryin in the gutter. “You don’t mess with my money!” she yelled, pure Lil’ Zé vibes. Made me smirk—tougher than half me clients!

Red-light districts by city

Une quinzaine de personnes logent régulièrement dans un campement improvisé, sous tente, dans les bois derrière l’ Esplanade de l’Europe quelques sans-abri, pas mal de .

Now, lemme share a not-so-known secret: the alleys near Rue des Tanneurs are a hidden goldmine for quirky bars and art corners. They totally blow your mind if you like surprises and offbeat energy. Sometimes, when developing dating profiles, I get all nostalgic thinking 'bout those spots – it's like the city whispers, "I love you" in its own weird way.

Medieval Letter-Collections as a Mirror of Circles of Friendship? The Example of Stephen of Tournai, 1128-1203