Jasmine Erquelinnes Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

So, whore—who is she? She’s everywhere, y’all. She’s the hustle, the grind, the late-night shadow slippin’ through alleys. I see her, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ what others miss. She ain’t just sex, nah. She’s survival, power, rebellion—shit, sometimes she’s art. Like in the movie, “The world’s a stage, huh?” Whore’s playin’ her part, and damn, she’s good. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores ran shit—called ‘em “lupa,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled at the moon and owned the night. That’s dope, right?

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I’ve been known to get all excited and even a bit dramatic when I find a rad little bistro on Rue des Artistes, where the soup is outta this world. I’m always like, "Whoa, this is just like one trippy scene from Inherent Vice—totally unexpected but so damn cool!"

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