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About Namur

Once, this chick, she tried hagglin’—50 bucks, then 60! I laughed, said, “You ain’t no cipher queen!” She glared, flipped me off—hilarious! Made me happy, seein’ her mad. But sometimes, it’s sad, y’know? They’s lost, like them victims in *Zodiac*. One told me—get this—she started at 15! Fifteen! World’s a mess, precious, a real mess. Surprised me, that did—thought they all chose it, but nah. “Time’s tickin’,” I whispered, like Fincher’s clock, feelin’ all deep and weird.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Prostitute Finland, Mistress (soft), Dirtytalk, Kissing if good chemistry, Dirtytalk.

Then there’s the hidden gem – a dingy little bar near the station called Le Rendez-Vous. True blue spot for unsung stories. Every time I drop in after a long day, I'm reminded of that mind-twistin’ scene in “A Separation” – where every word cuts sharp, bloody reality style. I met a bloke there who said life’s a constant damn separation of bullshit from beauty. He was spot on, and I nearly bawled with laughter.

One seriously injured in a road accident on the E42 in Tournaisis