Vanessa Ittre Whore ❤️

About Ghent

Oi mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister, y’know, the witty Imp— “I drink and I know things.” So, grab a pint, lemme spill bout whores, coz I’ve seen plenty in me days. Whore’s a tricky word, innit? Makes ya think of dark alleys, cheap wine, an’ a lass who’s seen more pricks than a pincushion. Reminds me of *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece—Fernando an Kátia knew how to show life raw. Like Lil Zé screamin, “I’m the king ‘round here!”—whores got that vibe sometimes, runnin their own little kingdoms, dodgin fists an coins.

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Now check it: Ittre is split into these edgy neighborhoods. One’s the old town area – cobblestone lanes, cheeky graffiti (that art really mademy day sometimes!) and hidden passageways where you almost hear whispers of history. Then there’s the new district, all modern and quirky. I used to zip through there on my bike, rattlin’ my thoughts like, “Holy moly, what a twist, eh?” sometimes gettin' mad when traffic jammed, but hey, that's city life, amirite?

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