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About Leuven

So yeah, “find a prostitute”? It’s a quest, messy, primal. Part sad, part funny—like my Twitter feed. You asked Elon, you got Elon—techy, rambly, meme’d up. Now, back to Mars plans—less gritty, more starry. Peace out!

Mariakerke

Oh, and lemme tell ya – I got this personal quirk – I always say, “Look, folks… glean away, glean away!” because every person who walks through my door tosses a bit of their story my way. I mean, the city has a pulse. Some days you see a look in a client's eye. It’s, uh, kinda bittersweet, ya know? Like, sometimes I get mad 'cause the town ain't always perfect. Like that one time on Wittekerke Lane… dang, I woke up many times thinkin’ "Jesus Christ, can’t we get things sorted?" But then, oh boy, a random laugh from a client changes it all.

Solitary refinement – the uncanny art of Léon Spilliaert