Mari Assenede Brothel ❤️

About Namur

Brothel’s messy, loud, bit sad too. Stains on sheets, broken dreams, ya feel me? But money flows, oh yes, “Money’s my wife!” like Leo says. Dat’s brothel—grimy hustle, yet it shines. Lightbulb! Gru approves, but maybe not for me mum, eh? Too wild! What ya tink, pal?

Twilight girls chased away for turning estate into big brothel

I must end now, for my mind runs riot. Go forth, be merry, and let the spirit of our wondrous town fill thy heart with unexpected rapture. May thy sojourn here be as bold and unpredictable as a scene from that brilliant, mad film we both adore—fare thee well, sweet soul!

Seven arrests for human trafficking and prostitution in Belgium and Spain