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About Leuven

Oh, and the film—there’s this bit, “You’re not a whore, you’re a mother.” Bollocks! Why not both? Whores juggle more lives than me with my illusions. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian tart who blackmailed a duke? Kept his dirty letters, made a mint—smart as a whip! Wish I’d met her, we’d have torn London apart.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I hit up my fav dive bar, Le Régal, on Rue de la Lune. Damn, it's raw. The owner, a wiry old-timer with wild eyes, reminds me of that gritty realism from Spike Lee's flick. Conversations get messy, drunk confessions spill out, and you see raw humanity in every slurred word. That's therapy, street style!

Fatal shooting - trace leads to Luxembourg