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Little factoid, doc—back in the ‘20s, prostitutes ran secret bars. Speakeasies, but with extra spice. Cool, huh? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—codes, apps, hush-hush spots. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like a freakin’ underworld flick. Bugs Bunny don’t judge, though—I’m just hoppin’ through, watchin’. You wanna find one? Look sharp, doc. They’re there, hidin’ like fauns in the shadows. Eh, ain’t life a riot?

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You hit up Place du Soleil too, oh my god, the vibes are unreal. I remember one time, I sat in a tiny café there (cursed, but the croissants are lit) just watchin’ the passersby. I swear every date I set up on my site kinda echoed that same buzz—hearts full of messiness and charm. “Let’s put a smile on that face,” I’d mumble when a date would actually click.

About 1000 people affected by the mid-May rains in Liège