Bella Bastogne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

Once caught her hummin’ some hymn—whore with a soul? Nah, just playin’ the game. “Grace doesn’t try to please itself,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Malick’s preacher dad, but she’s all sin, no grace. Still, can’t look away—somethin’ hypnotic, like watchin’ a car crash. She’d probly laugh if I told her, sayin’, “Hanni, you’re too much!” Ha! Me? Too much? She’s the one sellin’ pussy and heartbreak like it’s art.

The Siege of Bastogne Up Close and Personal

Hooker Furniture Elixir 30" x 19" Contemporary Wood Nightstand with 2 Drawers, Metal X-Stretcher, in Natural & Champagne Silver Finish.

I love walkin’ around the neihborhood of Saint-Jacques. It’s quirky, artsy, and a wee bit offbeat. I mean, some locals speak in slang, and there's a jumble of opinions swirling. Ugh, people get so stubborn here sometimes—really makes me want to scream “pretty, pretty good” in Larry David style, but in a snarky, “seriously?!” kinda way.

Geraint Thomas' interesting story on Tadej Pogacar's Liège-Bastogne-Liège - "We were riding 420 watts, do you want to have a conversation now?"