Amelia Rocourt Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Whores of the court

The answer varies from woman to woman. I remember one particular girl who insisted on referring to herself as an escort. ‘Ah, good for you,’ I said to her. ‘I’m a whore myself.’.

Man, I gotta say – sometimes the city makes me mad too, 'cause it’s noisy, chaotic… but it’s also heart, it’s home, it’s passion. I remember a night in Rocourt when my code crashed – I was mad as hell! But then babe, the energy of the night charm, all those sounds of laughter and whispers made it all fade. Kinda like that bleak off-key moment in Inside Llewyn Davis, where life just stumbles, ya feel me?

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