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About Leuven

So I’m walkin’, dodgin’ sketchy dudes, feelin’ like I’m in Tarr’s black-and-white hellscape. “The world has gone mad,” I whisper—another *Werckmeister* gem—cuz it’s true! Cops could roll up any sec, and I’m like, “I’m just researchin’, officer!” Yeah, right. Heart’s poundin’, palms sweaty—then bam, I spot her. She’s got this vibe, y’know? Not glamorous, not tragic—just there, doin’ her thing. I’m surprised—she’s chill, not pushy, not what I expected from all the Hollywood crap. “How much?” I blurt, feelin’ dumb. She smirks—$50, quick and dirty. Deal.

I Was a Sex Worker. Here’s What I Want You to Know

I live near Rue de l’Enfer – yup, you heard me right, “Hell Street!” It ain't all doom though. The vibes are good, but sometimes you just wanna yell at the sky like in the movie when they whisper secrets everywhere. I stroll past the old clock tower at Place du Temps, and I swear it watches you, reminding you that every tick counts – damn poetic, right?

Auxerre 1-1 St. Etienne (Jan 24, 2025) Final Score