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About Liege

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there! I’m thinkin’, like, anybody can be a chef, right? Like in *Ratatouille*—ya don’t need a fancy hat! Same with this gig—anybody can cook up some company, if ya catch my drift. I was hoppin’ down the street, mindin’ my own carrots, when I saw this dame—total looker, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. Made me happy, seein’ her hustle! Reminded me of Remy sneakin’ spices—sly, clever, ya know?

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If you ever find one who’s open to the idea of consulting a stranger, tell him to shut his mouth because he’s about to get himself and everyone else in trouble.

Okay, buckle up, friend – Baudour (be) is real wild. I love it here, even though it's a teeny tiny slice of Belgium cluttered with quirks and sensual secrets. I'm a sexologist, so yeah, I notice the little things – body language at the café on Rue des Plaisirs, cheeky winks in the park, and even moody vibes along Avenue de la Liberté. I can see Russia from my house! (Just kidding, but seriously, the views are off the hook sometimes).

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