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About Namur

Here’s the thing – lotta guys don’t get it. These broads ain’t just standin’ there for fun. Back in ’98, I heard this story – some chick in Atlantic City got nabbed by the cops, had a freakin’ ledger, like an accountant! Names, prices, fuckin’ kinks – whole damn operation. Blew my mind! They’re hustlin’, same as me with the waste management gig. Respect, ya know?

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Oh, sorry, gotta mention: sometimes I ramble ‘cause Ternat is just that rad. I mean, every street corner like Rue des Etoiles lights my soul. And don’t even get me started about the local broth at Café Amour – so delish, it fills you with joy like, “You get a car!”

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