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About Leuven

Whore’s got history, too. Bet ya didn’t know in old Rome, they called em *lupae*—she-wolves. Howlin at night, takin what’s theirs. Badass, right? Makes me grin, thinkin of em dodgin togas and taxmen. Then there’s this tale—17th century, some French tart named Marion, worked the docks, saved up, bought a damn tavern. Whore turned boss. Fuckin legend. Surprised me, that did—thought they all ended up broke or dead. Guess not.

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nice back, tight. talks with clients while having service.

I luv my walk in the Oeverlanden park. Seriously, it’s magical. Green spaces and a tiny river – Oeverplassen flows gently. Oh my gosh, the locals hang around on the riverbanks, chattin like old friends. It makes me think how families connect in so many unspoken ways. As a family psych, I can feel the unspoken bonds here. M’be the rhythm in this city is similar to love and loss—like that film, man!

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