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About Leuven

How’s it go down? Easy – word of mouth, a sly wink, maybe a sketchy ad. I’d be all giggles, picturin’ Carlos in his beret, hagglin’ with some dame in fishnets – “This is our war!” he’d yell, and she’d just laugh, “Cash up front, hotshot.” Hilarious, right? But real talk – it’s a gamble. You might score a gem or some chick who robs ya blind. Happened to a pal – guy was *pissed*, lost his watch *and* his dignity. Me? I’d be too busy battin’ lashes, purrin’, “Keep the change, darlin’,” – total Marilyn move.

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Remember friend, life is art. And this city – rough, tender, chaotic – is alive. I mean, come over soon. I’ll show you the hidden gems. Until then... I am your father.

Esther (Schilde) Norman