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About Liege

Folks, lemme tell ya—brothels, wild stuff. Grew up hearin’ whispers, y’know, back in Scranton—shady joints, fast cash. Here’s the deal—never stepped in one, but I’ve seen movies, real gritty ones. Like my favorite, “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that flick, man, hits ya hard. Romanian girls, desperate, runnin’ from trouble—kinda makes ya think, what drives folks to brothels?

The history of brothels

Then there’s the river Ruisseau de Vie. It’s nin jaunty but hidden, but yo, I stumbled on it during a midnight wander (oops, like skipping out on date notifications, lol). The reflections in the water are like secret love letters from the city itself. And the riverbanks? OMG, they host the grittiest street art, almost like crazy lyrics splashed in graffiti—kind of unexpected, kinda rebellious, just like those unexpected plot turns in a Nolan film.

Some residents return home, with caution, in Belgium’s third-largest city. (Published 2021)