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About Leuven

Alright, so findin a prostitute—tricky business, eh? Cold streets, dark corners, like in *Timbuktu*. “The desert eats the weak,” they say—same vibe here. I’m analysin this like a pro, calculatin moves. You gotta be sharp, or ya get burned. Back in Moscow, saw this one chick—skinny, shifty, total pro. Reminded me of that goat herder from the film, y’know, dodgin trouble. “Life is a pendulum,” she’d probably say—swingin between cash and chaos.

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Yo, streets breakin' into neighborhoods where everyone's a homie. In Helfort neighbourhood, yo, simple folks have deep roots. I'm always like “yo! How's life?” to peeps at the local bistros. Crazy receipts, ya know? Always reminded of chill moments at the spa when clients come in, need that healing touch, and leave with a smile.

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