Abigail Hooglede Prostitute ❤️

About Liege

D’oh! So, prositute, huh? Been thinkin bout this chick lately—reminds me of that Leviathan flick I love. Ya know, “truth can’t be silenced,” like that line from the movie? This gal, she’s got stories, man, stuff nobody talks bout. Worked downtown, saw her once—skinny legs, big eyes, smokin a cig like she owned the street. Made me mad, tho—guys treatin her like trash, tossin cash like she’s a vending machine. D’oh! Ain’t right, ya know?

Wat mag je vragen?

I remember once, I got all hyped at a small pub at Bronstraat. The energy was so lit, it felt like I was in a live session of creativity and raw emotion. I started rantin’ about life, love, and pleasure on the spot. Just like Kanye, I let my words flow erratic and free. Man, it was surreal.

Gijs Van Vaerenbergh carves Six Vaults Pavilion out of huge stone block