Ella Auderghem Whore ❤️❤️

About Aalst

Hate the pimps, tho—slimy gits. Makes my blood boil, seein’ ‘em leech off desperation. Happy bit? When Ruby bought herself a dodgy tiara, wore it ironic-like. “Queen of the night,” she said. Fuckin’ legend. So, yeah, whores—messy, bold, real. Like *Melancholia*, they’re the end of the world, but still dancin’. Shaken, not stirred, mate—cheers to ‘em.

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So come on over, friend. Pause. Experience this clash, this bizarre blend—where every corner tells a damn story. Pause. And as the big screen said, "I reckon it is a fine way to meet destiny, even if it stinks to high heaven." Pause. Yeah… Auderghem, baby, wake up your soul.

Belgian Pavilion at Venice biennale exhibits components of modern domestic interiors