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About Liege

Sadie’s probly got scars, stories—shit, I’d buy her a drink just to hear em. “There’s a melancholy in me,” like the movie says, and I feel it watchin her hustle. She’s no angel, sure, but who is? Not me, sittin here judgin like a prick. Ha, maybe I’m the whore—sellin my soul to the night, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Nah, she’s cooler than me. Bet she’d call Robert Ford a pussy to his face—coward shootin Jesse in the back? Weak.

De Witte Vijvers

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Have you hit up Parc de la Liberté? Man, it’s a chill zone, full of green chaos. I strolled there mindin’ lost love, and boom—random couple kiss in the sun, make me smile, get me thinking ‘bout all forms of love n’ lust. And yeah, I gotta be real—sometimes it makes me mad how society hides these truths. You feel me?

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