Hannah Oudenaarde Whore ❤️

About Ghent

Dunno her real name, nah. Whore’s just – y’know – *whore*. Bet she’s got a story, though. Some punter told me she ran from a convent once. A nun-whore! Ha! Crackin’ tale, that – true or not, who cares? “The past bleeds through,” Haneke’d whisper. She’s a mess, mate, a right mess. Stinks o’ cheap gin, too – bleurgh! But – oof – them curves, my precious! Gets me all twitchy.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

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I love cruising down Tiensestraat, a hidden gem. Local art, quirky shops, and an aroma of fresh waffles and fries everywhere – ugh, smells so amaze! Some spots here, like the old beguinage, got that mysterious, haunted feel, kinda making me remember moments of pure introspection. Righht, like when tech and humanity vibe together.

Woman killed by falling Christmas tree in Belgian market square