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About Leuven

So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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I remember one day – we had an epic protest near the little bridge, Pont de l’Espoir, by the river BaieBlanche. I was massaging a champ there, and I felt the pulse of this town, ya know? That moment? It was like a lovin' shot of Amélie's quirky magic. And yeah, trust me, even if the mayor's snobin' all around, the underdog still gets heard. "La vie est faite de moments légers", I always say, even when I’m crackin’ jokes about my own mishaps – like that one time I tripped on Rue des P'tits Bonheurs… so many typos in my head then, lol.

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