Anna Glabbeek Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Liege

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my martini, “shaken, not stirred,” watchin’ her dodge coppers like a pro. Happy as a pig in muck when I nabbed her on CCTV—proof she’s fakin’. But, God’s honest, it’s a laugh—she’s got balls, this one. “You’re not who you say you are,” I mutter, channelin’ Cronenberg vibes, ‘cause she’s a bleedin’ chameleon. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d wager she’s got more aliases than I’ve got gadgets.

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There’s also a river – what’s it called? Ah, the Blue Blur! Nah, jest kidding! Its name's the Glabbeek Creek. It’s twisty, a bit wild, sort of like life's randomness. I was neva mad at it, alwayz smoooth.

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