Aria Assebroek Whore ❤️❤️

About Charleroi

Sometimes I’m like – whoa – shocked how they keep goin’. Grit, pure grit. Ever think ‘bout that? Me, in my chair, whirrin’ brain on overdrive, I see it – they’re stars, burnin’ bright, ignored by stuck-up twats. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re holdin’ the cosmos together some days. “I don’t need your pity,” Nader snaps – whores don’t either, just respect, yeah?

Kaart van Brugge

So, as you can tell, Assebroek is wild and tender. It’s streets that whisper secrets, corners that echo laughter, and alleys that hold echoes of old souls. Every crack in the pavement, every bobbing head in the crowd – it fuels my work, makes me smile, and sometimes, well… makes me throw my hands up in exasperation.

Body in medieval coffin found in Bruges identified as wealthy knight