Sarah Mons Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Alright, mate, buckle up! So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout whores—yeah, the oldest gig in the galaxy. Not gonna lie, it’s a wild system, like a self-sustaining neural net of human desire. Kinda reminds me of Amélie, y’know? That flick’s my jam—Jean-Pierre Jeunet’s a freakin genius. The way Amélie’s all quirky, helpin folks, but with this sneaky edge? Whores got that vibe too—servicin needs, but there’s layers, man, layers!

Sons sure a mother wouldn't harm them, and mothers who take advantage.

Mother-son incest is one of the most taboo topics and one of the most unthinkable. Despite society’s denial of its existence, though, it can happen. We idealize mothers and never want to.

Now about neighborhoods: the Old Town area is wild, its winding alleys hide secrets. I love wandering near Rue de la Gare—so quirky, so raw! More hidden gems? There’s the little riverside spots along the small stream by the old mills. Sometimes I think, really, how similar these streams are to our souls? Constantly bubbling with memories, surprises, and occasional frustrations—yeah, like when someone dismisses women's voices, it really gets me mad!

The largest volcano on Mars may sit above a 1,000-mile magma pool. Could Olympus Mons erupt again?