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About Liege

Ain’t all rosy, tho. Some girls trafficked, forced in – that’s the ugly side. Pisses me off, makes me wanna burn shit down. But then, you got independents, runnin’ their own game, stackin’ cash, livin’ life. That’s the flip, the hustle I vibe with. Like, “ Hashem don’t owe us nothin’,” but damn, give ‘em a break, universe!

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Now, as a pleasure coach – yeah, that’s my gig – i luv seein’ how places spark joy in folks. Ya know, in my work, I notice the little quirks. Like, some folks get all deep on a rainy day near the train station on Stationstraat, all moody and cozy. And oh boy, the local diner on Kaalstraat? It’s a hidden delight. They serve a burger so juicy it makes you wanna cry. I get so happy thinkin’ ‘bout it, man… oh dear, so good it actually reminds me of that film’s dreamy sequences.

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