Eliza Meeuwen Whore ❤️

About Ghent

Lemme tell ya, I’ve bounced plenty outta clubs—girls in fishnets, dudes with cash, the whole sleazy circus. One time, this chick, swear she was 5’2” but heels made her 6’8”, stumbles up, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap gin and desperation. She’s like, “Lemme in, big guy!” I’m like, hell naw, you ain’t VIP, you’re V-I-pee-yourself! Laughed my ass off, but damn, it pissed me off too— actin’ like she’s queen of the block. Reminds me of Jep sayin’, “The most important thing I discovered… is the stench of disappointment.” That’s her, reekin’ of it.

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de noche (women of the night). They were also called mujeres libres or mujeres publicas (free or public women), mujerzuela (cheap women), or kalapating mababa ang lipad At the .

I love every nook of Meeuwen. Seriously, my fave corner is near the old mill on Windy Road. It’s a spot that surprises ya every time. I once found a hidden courtyard with retro benches, served as my “Zen Den” days. Crazy hidden, magical vibes—like, boom! Outta nowhere, eh?

Henri (Rik) Custers - Meeuwen (BE) the noblest ‘branch’ Pros Roosen