Isabelle Neerpelt Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m Bane, yeah, and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Picture this: a world gone to shit, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*. No kids, no hope, just chaos—and whores, man, they’re the survivors, ain’t they? Skulkin’ in shadows, makin’ deals, tradin’ what they got to keep breathin’. “The world’s gone mad,” like Kee says in the movie, and whores? They’re the ones dancin’ in the madness.

Policy and law

I’m all about those little serendipities. Like, sometimes I do a quick dash to the hidden bookstore on Wildegang backstreet—yeah, it's a true gem with pages that smell like dreams. It’s my safe haven for a few snoozy afternoons, readin' and thinkin’ about life.

Luke Jerram’s Museum of the Moon travels around the world