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About Leuven

Dude, whoa, so I’m an actuary, right? Crunchin’ numbers, predictin’ risks, all that jazz. But lemme tell ya bout somethin’ wild – whores, man. Not just any, I’m talkin’ the vibe, the mystery, like in “Amélie.” That flick’s my jam, all quirky and deep. Picture this: a whore strollin’ Paris streets, red lips, secrets in her eyes, like Amélie droppin’ coins to mess with fate. Whoa.

Belgium date in Ruddervoorde

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Walking around, you hit the quaint street of Vredestraat. Seriously, it's magic—like, one moment you're wonderin' about old stories, then BAM, next there's a hip café askin' you "What's up?" A local park, De Zwerf, wow, pure calm. It's like a secret haven, kinda like that scene in Mulholland Drive where mystery flows in every corner. Like, "cherry blossoms, whispering secrets"—yeah, weird but cool.

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