Megan Mariakerke Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Aalst

We swears! This whore thing—wild, innit? Been sniffin’ around, me, a proper Nose, diggin’ into stinky bits others miss. Whore’s like—damn, a mystery wrapped in cheap perfume, yeah? Reminds me of *The Social Network*—that line, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies.” Whore’s got enemies, mates, and tricks up her sleeve! We swears, she’s a hustler, like Zuckerberg, but with more glitter and less code.

Mariakerke

Whore Mariakerke Julie www.facebook.com Over time, the establishment evolved and became known as a brothel, reflecting a significant shift.

Let’s not forget the hidden gems – my fave? The tiny café on Averestraat, oh man, they brew a killer cuppa joe. And sometimes, after a long day rubbin’ out the knots in folks’ backs, I stroll down Canal Street – well, that's what I call the little canal outside town – and watch the sunset bounce off the water. Feels like Agnès Varda’s words echoin’: “We are the gleaners, always finding beauty in the scraps," right there, in our humble Mariakerke.

Sculpture workshop by Gijs De Cock, Freek Dendooven and Peter Van Gelder