Katherine Courcelles Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

So, picture this—me, sittin’ on me boat, reelin’ in a fat cod, and I spot this lass, all dolled up, winkin’ at sailors like she owns the bloody sea. Reminds me o’ *Brokeback Mountain*, ye know, that flick I’m mad for? “I wish I knew how to quit you,” I mutter to meself, watchin’ her sway them hips. Ain’t no cowboy love story here, tho—just cold, hard cash and a cheeky grin. Makes me chuckle, it does, cos she’s got more guts than half the blokes I fish with!

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One lesser-known gem is the back alley behind Bibliothèque du Temps. It’s a graffiti alley swirling with color, history, and secrets. I once overheard the best breakup of my life echoed there. Crazy, right? Honestly, every block has a story. I get all these qualms and delight as I wander almost randomly.

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