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About Leuven

Oh my stars, listen up! I’m freakin’ C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—and I’m divin’ into this mess about whores, ‘cause I’m your stylist, babe, and I got OPINIONS. Whore’s a vibe, right? Like, not just some chick sellin’ it, but a whole damn mood—like in *Her*, when Joaquin’s all lost in that sexy AI voice, “The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Whores live that, man! They’re out there, rewritin’ their own damn tales, and I’m HERE for it.

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Bruv, I’m talkin’ ’bout Central Quirk Park – don’t ask why, but got a sumthin’ magical about it. Like, ever seen a river spill nappies on da way? Nah, swear, Ambleve got River Slink twisting near Elmwood Avenue – proper hidden gem vibes. Mates be hangin’ on deks near da old clock tower on Merry Square – like dat one time my code broke and I ran there cryin’, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring...” – sound bad? I felt that deep, it’s like life loop, innit.

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