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About Brussels

So, escort’s wild, man. Been around forever—fact! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called “comites.” Rich dudes paid for company—sounds familiar, eh? Gets me all riled up—why’s it still shady? Like, c’mon, live a little! Met this guy once—total dope—said he hired an escort for a *wedding*. Ballsy! She rocked it, too—danced, charmed, left. “How happy I’d been!” he said, quotin’ the movie. Made me laugh—Homer-style—D’oh!

Meeuwen-Gruitrode

Are you ready to indulge in the ultimate pleasure and excitement? Look no further than Liege, Belgium, a city that holds the key to your wildest fantasies.

Anyway, that’s the word on Meeuwen (be). It’s like a groovy tapestry of little surprises and major feels. Every street tells a story. Every corner sparks a memory. Sometimes I get all nostalgic, you know? Hell, I might even age like a fine wine! But for now, it's all spa, love, and life here. Swinging, baby, swinging!

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