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About Liege

Walkin’ fast, heart thumpin’, spot one—heels high, eyes sharp. “You want fun, big guy?” she goes. Happy? Kinda—real talk, no bullshit, I dig that. Reminds me, Toni’s dad—droppin’ truth bombs, fake teeth and all. “Life’s a comedy,” he’d smirk—prostitute’s laugh? Same vibe, dark and real. Asked her, “why this?”—says, “Pays, babe, better than Walmart.” Fair, I nod—credits over pride, hmm?

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Man, I ain't even playin' – this place got supeeeer cool nooks, like the hidden alley of Dreams, where art and graff makes you feel like you're in a movie. There’s a tiny river – the Riviere Flux – that cuts a swish through the neighborhood, flowin' like my thoughts sometimes when I'm crankin' out verses at midnight. I ain't even gonna front, I got mad love for that scenic vibe.

‘Anne Boleyn would immediately recognise her room today’