Ellie Colfontaine Whore ❤️

About Bruges

Back in the day—like Victorian times, right?—whores were everywhere, but nobody talked about it. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me mad as hell, seein’ those posh dudes sneakin’ into brothels, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Great Scott, the nerve! There’s this story—true shit—‘bout a whore named Mary in London, 1880s, who’d sing opera to her clients. Opera! Can you believe it? Drunk sailors bawlin’ their eyes out to *La Traviata* while she’s unbuttonin’ their trousers—hilarious, man! Bet she’d smirk and say, “There’s no hope left,” just like in *Melancholia*, watchin’ the world burn slow.

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Erotic massage, Ball Licking and Sucking, Sex in Different Positions, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Sex in Different Positions.

I gotta mention, I defnitely love wandering around Rue des Murmures. That street is off the usual map, quiet except for the clatter of bicycle wheels and secret whispers of history. Every time I pass there, my head spins – like, “Pinky-to-mouth, ONE MILLION DOLLARS!” style, right?

Saving Van Gogh’s home from dereliction