Hazel Boutersem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ghent

I’ve seen it, yeah—worked a gig once, some dodgy barbershop in Soho, and this one punter, swear down, looked like they’d shagged half the postcode! Hair all matted, stinkin’ of cheap fags and regret—made me wanna puke! “You’re an idiot sandwich!” I’d yell if I could, but nah, had to snip-snip and smile. Fuck that! What’s the deal with whore anyway? Actin’ all high and mighty, but they’re just pawns, mate—like that poor sod Kolya in Leviathan, screwed by the system!

Related Posts

I could go on – every street has its tale. Zolderstraat’s quaint cafes? More like back alley meets modern art. And some days, walking through Boutersem, I get hit with that eerie vibe like in Caché – “Sometimes, hidden things always reveal themselves.” It’s as if every corner has a secret, or you’re just paranoid as hell. My spa is my safe space where I can laugh at it all.

Flemish libraries join forces to form one of the world's largest library systems