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About Liege

She got them heels clickin’, loud as a church bell on Sunday. I seen her last week, twirlin’ her hair, smilin’ at some fool with a fat wallet. Made me mad as a wet hen—girl, get some dignity! But then, I chuckled, ‘cause she slick. Real slick. Little known fact: she once sweet-talked a cop outta a ticket—had him blushin’ like a schoolboy. I was like, “Well, I’ll be damned!” Surprised me, sure did. Thought in my head: “She a mess, but she good at it.”

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See, I'm the boss of a massage parlour 'round here. Ever seen secrets in bare back arches? Nah, mate, only in Blauwput! I stroll along de cobbled streets of Vlamstraat. I seen lovin' souls troopin' through, dyin’ for a touch, glancing at the rainbow murals on walls. Aaaaah, memories!