Zoe Blankenberge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Namur

Once, I reckon, she nicked a gent’s purse mid-tumble—smart lass! Hid it in her bodice, smirked, and off she flitted. “Who’s telling this story?” Polley asks in the flick—Bess’d say, “Me, ya daft sod!” She’s no victim, see, but a rogue queen, playin’ the game better’n most. Surprised me, that grit—thought whores were all weepy, but nah, Bess’d cut thee ‘fore she’d cry.

Close to Beauty

Blankenberge - Avignon draftsmen (artists)AAT. Title, Prostitute Being Observed by Passers-by (page from a sketchbook). Date, - Period.

OMG, like hello! So, Blankenberge is, like, literally my fave spot in Belgium—seriously, I’ve been living here for years and, like, it's so vibe-y! Picture this: a cute little seaside town with a chill atmosphere where every street has its own, like, totally unique personality. I mean, walking on Lange Zeedijk, it's like strolling down a runway—I swear, every step's a mini adventure.

36 Hours In... Blankenberge