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So, escort – it’s wild, right? You call ‘em up, some chick or dude rolls in, all smiles, actin’ like you’re the king of the world. I’ve seen it, drivin’ past shady motels on the route – those quick meets, cash swapped, no names. Little known fact? Back in the 1800s, they called ‘em “soiled doves” – poetic, huh? Now it’s all apps and “discreet fun.” Makes me laugh, the hustle’s the same, just shinier.

We’re all about confidence.

The river De-Pinte flows along the south side, cutting through neighborhoods like a silver thread. I often take a brisk walk there, thinking “this is where I got my first real idea for a swipe-right feature, man”. Its banks are lush, with trees that kinda whisper secrets when the wind howls. Styles change, but nature stays cool, you know?

Three-pronged Villa Moerkensheide frames a trio of garden terraces