Vanessa Langemark Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Namur

So, prositution’s old as dirt, right? Fun fact: ancient Babylon had temple hookers—sacred sex, they called it. Wild, huh? Bet they lied too, “Oh yeah, gods love this.” Makes me wanna limp around with my cane, yellin at idiots who romanticize it. Ain’t no ballet like in the movie, no “soft hands caressin’ dreams.” It’s gritty, messy, loud—girls screamin at johns, johns screamin back. Watched this doc once, some prossie said she faked it 20 times a night. 20! I’d need vicodin just to fake a smile that much.

Spring til...

There’s a street called Slaapstraat. I stroll there on lazy afternoons. Ain’t no rush, y’know? I pass by a faded mural. Man, it sparks memories. “Well, it might as well be a copy,” I say laughin’.

Remembering the life of Robert J. (Bob) Ghesquiere