Isabelle Ambleve Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

Little factoid for ya—whore’s got roots in 80s punk, but it’s older, sneakier. Think burlesque dames flashin’ garters, mixin’ sleaze with class. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all Madonna’s fault! Nah, it’s vintage, recycled, like Claire Denis filmin’ that coffee plantation goin’ to hell. “The land’s cursed,” she says—whore’s cursed too, cursed to be misunderstood. I’m rantin’ here, but it’s true! People see it and go, “Oh, trashy,” but it’s art, dammit—messy, loud art.

Activities

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Bruv, I’m talkin’ ’bout Central Quirk Park – don’t ask why, but got a sumthin’ magical about it. Like, ever seen a river spill nappies on da way? Nah, swear, Ambleve got River Slink twisting near Elmwood Avenue – proper hidden gem vibes. Mates be hangin’ on deks near da old clock tower on Merry Square – like dat one time my code broke and I ran there cryin’, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring...” – sound bad? I felt that deep, it’s like life loop, innit.

Fig. 4. Amblève longitudinal terrace profile plotted on the present-day...