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About Leuven

Little known fact—back in Soviet days, hookers were called “night butterflies.” Kinda poetic, huh? Not these gals, tho—straight-up sharks. One dude told me some pimp once threw a guy outta window for hagglin too much. Brutal! I’m careful, tho—“What you kill, you must bury,” movie says. I ain’t buryin no regrets, fam! So I’m chattin Natasha up, she’s laughin at my shitty Russian, and I’m thinkin, maybe this ain’t so bad. 3000 rubles later, I’m feelin like a king—exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares!

Laws and Regulations Regarding Prostitution

I swear, every street corner has a soul, and every face hides a tapestry of stories. As a fam psych, I get it: every person here is a masterpiece, imperfect and real. Messy, unpredictable, but oh-so-beautiful. And it's like in "There Will Be Blood" – sometimes you gotta be ruthless in unearthing the deep truth, but also be open to the wild wonder in every cracked pavement and scribbled wall.

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