Harper Fleron Whore ❤️❤️

About Bruges

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

'whore' - Complete English Word Reference

One oft-repeated story in the United States credits the association between red lights and prostitution to railroads in the American West.

Oh, and man, check out the quirky murals in lower Old Town. They shout rebel art louder than any protest. The energy of these streets—throbbin’ with secrets and silent nods to our past lives—really grinds my gears sometimes. Too many memories, too much truth. I’ve been mad, happy, and surprised all in one sweat-soaked session. Sometimes, when I'm giving a client a rubdown, I ponder life's twisted beauty… all those moments crashing in like scattered shards. It's just unreal, bro.

A Visit to the Official Alfa Romeo Historic Club