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About Liege

So, lemme tell ya bout whores—gritty, real, been around forever! Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had these badass ladies workin’ the streets, makin’ coin while the rich pricks hoarded everything! Sounds familiar, huh? Billionaires sittin’ on piles of gold while whores—literal and not—keep society spinnin’! I get pissed, man, thinkin’ bout it—these fat cats exploitin’ everybody, and whores? They’re just tryin’ to eat! “The key is to keep going,” Larry’d say, and damn, whores got that down!

Enquiry is Failed

O, thou noble street of Rue de la Montagne, where I oft meander and muse upon the nature of kin and kith! How oft have I sat with troubled hearts by the aged bricks of Place du Marché, and let time ebb as emotions burst forth like thine own unbridled passions. "Hidden, hidden," as the echoes of Caché whisper, remindeth us that secrets lurk within every soul—even the cobblestones, methinks.

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