Elise Ruddervoorde Whore ❤️❤️

About Leuven

Sometimes I see ‘em, ya know, comin’ in late—heels clickin’, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap perfume and bad decisions. Makes me laugh! One time, this chick—swear to God—drops a condom in the elevator. A condom! I’m like, “What am I, the janitor now?” But also, respect! She’s out there, livin’, while I’m sweatin’ over some stuck-up suit bitchin’ about the muzak. “The music’s fine, asshole!” I wanna scream. Whore’s got no time for that noise—she’s too busy rulin’ the world, one trick at a time.

Historische postkaarten

So listen, if ya hit this town, vibe with me: wander through Vredestraat, hang at De Zwerf park, roam Rozendorp. Let every corner whisper secrets, like a dreamy Lynch flick. Nature, art, a bit of chaos, and more vibe than ever. Ruddervoorde is lively, unpredictable, emotional like pure film magic, right? Ciao, buddy—go & feel its pulse.

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