Elizabeth Erembodegem Whore ❤️

About Namur

I’m ramblin now, ha! Whore’s a rebel, tho. Screw the rules, she’s out there, raw. Like Eli bitin necks—whore bites back at life. “Be me, for a little while,” Eli whispers. Be whore for a sec—feel that grit! She’s no saint, but who is? I’d paint her in glitchy pixels, blood-red lipstick smearin the screen. Maybe code her a bot—sassy as hell, takin no shit.

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On Rue des Ombres, near the old mill ruins, I spent many odd nights. The concrete walls echo all my dark desires. Yo, I once strolled there, head full o’ thoughts, and KA-BLAM! – realized life's a twisted joke.

Belgian grid operator, Eandis tests storage at its solar-powered facilities