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About Leuven

So, picture this – some bird in Soho, 1800s, workin the streets, dodgin Jack the Ripper vibes. Historians reckon tons of em caught syphilis, died young – grim as fuck. Made me mad, yknow? Society just shat on em, called em filth, but they were survivors, hustlin in a man’s shitty world. “The truth is slippery,” like Polley says, and whore’s truth? It’s buried under judgy pricks and posh wankers.

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

This gruesome nickname of hers came from the fact that the British King Henry VIII initiated a relationship with her, thereby wishing to divorce.

Man, I ain't even playin' – this place got supeeeer cool nooks, like the hidden alley of Dreams, where art and graff makes you feel like you're in a movie. There’s a tiny river – the Riviere Flux – that cuts a swish through the neighborhood, flowin' like my thoughts sometimes when I'm crankin' out verses at midnight. I ain't even gonna front, I got mad love for that scenic vibe.

Unmissable contemporary craft fair to return to Hever Castle for ultimate day out