Anna Adegem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

I get mad, tho—some jerks treat ‘em like trash, total losers, weak. Makes me wanna yell, “Get outta here!” Whores got guts, man, more than those slobs. Happy? Oh, I’m thrilled when they outsmart the system—stickin’ it to the man, fantastic! Surprised me once, too—heard this one chick, she’d hide cash in her hair, big ol’ wig, nobody knew! Clever, folks, so clever. Reminds me of Kate in the movie, y’know, “I’m erasing you, and I’m happy!”—whores erase the rules, live free, love that.

De week van Pol Veirman

So, gotta say, as a family psychologist wise in my years, the town’s tiny flaws, its hidden corners, made me mad sometimes—grr—like when noise disrupts our session, ugh, you feel me? But who cares, happy moments burst through plenty, like laughter under strange neon skies in that flick I love so.

After Seven Decades, This Canadian Soldier Was Finally Laid to Rest