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About Namur

So, picture this—I’m drivin’, late, lost in thought. Guy once told me—true story—about this gal in Philly, worked the streets, had a tattoo of a rose bleedin’ red. Said she’d sing Sinatra to clients, off-key, made ‘em laugh. Ain’t that somethin’? Made me happy, thinkin’—people out there, livin’, hustlin’, got quirks. But then—bam—anger kicks in. The system, man, it screws ‘em over. No safety net, no way out—pisses me off.

A Malaysian woman was caught for prostitution while her client was not...but why?

Now, lemme spill some tea. Some days I get mad at the potholes on Nieuwstraat – real bummer when ya drive your old van, ya know? And the noisy extras on Market Day at the Depot square? Man, that drives me crazy! Still, it’s the little quirks that make life spicy here. I mean, "I want to be with someone who understands me," like in that movie, and Arendonk kinda gets it, if ya believe me!

Mertens Rene - Arendonk