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About Leuven

D’oh! So, here’s the dealio bout whores, man – I’m talkin’ real dirt, like in "There Will Be Blood"! Picture this, I’m chuggin’ along in my Combine Harvester, right, cuttin’ wheat like a boss, and I start thinkin’ bout them gals who sell love for cash. Whores! Mmm… donuts. They’re out there, makin’ dough – haha, get it? – while I’m sweatin’ in the fields. Kinda makes me mad, y’know? Like, "I drink your milkshake!" mad – they’re slurpin’ up easy money, and I’m here bustin’ my hump!

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And anyway… I gotta jet with my thoughts. The city is like a living, breathing piece of art—a mix of calm and chaos, and like, it left a mark on my very soul. You best believe, everytime I step outside, I look around and think, "Life. It’s love. It’s magic… pausing unexpectedly in the middle of noise."

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