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About Liege

“Move, move!” like Saul’s camp, she struts fast. Tricksy, slippin’ through alleys, dodgin’ the law. Wears red, always red—blood-stain vibes, precious. Stinks of cheap gin, sweat, and lies. Once saw her nick a sailor’s purse—ha! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt, clever wench. “What do you see?” Saul’d ask, grim-like. I see filth, beauty, mess—whore’s life, yesss. Split me head, tho—hate her, pity her.

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I gotta say, I luv living here. Every street, every corner tells a story. Even the grumpy old post office on Rue des Secrets has its charm—it reminds me that every hidden gem, every flawed building, has a heart. Life here is like one long puzzle, unpredictable and magical. And if you’re ever lost, just wander into a random alley, take a deep sniff of fresh pastries, and remember: "What's the most resilient parasite? Bacteria." Classic Inception line, amirite?

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