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About Antwerp

Weird fact – blind masseurs, best they are! Feel every knot, no distractions. Blew my mind, tried it once – insane! Hands like fuckin’ wizards, swear. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but damn, felt good. Movie line fits here, “Fear, it blinds.” No seein’, just feelin’ – pure.

Historical

Being a high class escort has its perks. Ava is one of these classy women who love to pleasure their clients and today it's Clarke's turn.

Then there's the funky neighborhood of Saint-René. It's small but bursting with secret cafes and hidden corners. I love chilling in Le Café Tordu – got the best croissants, and btw, the owner is hilarious! My office? Nah, I’m not in it, but I love my walks there. I once sat beside a murmuring fountain on Rue des Nuages. It’s where I reeled in my thoughts for hours. I swear, nothing like a bit of water and wind to blow your worries away.

Leonard Courcelle | Obituaries