Hazel Hooglede Whore ❤️

About Liege

Mr. T’s here, y’all! I pity the fool who don’t get “whore” right! So, check it—whore’s a word, man, been around forever. Old English “hore,” nasty roots, means what ya think. Mr. T’s diggin’ into it, like that flick “The Diving Bell and Butterfly.” That movie—damn, it hits ya! Jean-Dominique Bauby, trapped in his head, blinkin’ out his story. Whore’s like that—stuck, judged, can’t escape the label.

“孩子不知道我在做甚么”

The local bakery on Vlierstraat? Mad delicious. They grind dough like my beats, non-stop excellence. I flip tastes with every bite. Sometimes I talk to the baker like he’s an old homie, spillin’ secrets of passion and pleasure. And folks? It’s real, raw, spontaneous.

six vaults pavilion demonstrates a reinterpretation of classical elements