Hazel Oostrozebeke Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Namur

Me mate, Sméagol, he says—brothel’s a treasure, shiny coins, warm flesh! But me other half, Gollum, screamin’—it’s a curse, precious, a trap! Makes me angry, it does—girls stuck there, no way out, like Monty facin’ jail. “What’s it worth, this life?” he says in the movie—same fer them brothel lasses. Pisses me off, them fat lords rakin’ cash while they rot!

Red-light districts by city

I love wandering around the corner of Rosierstraat, where the river Zwin sneaks by—uh, okay, not exactly the Zwin of Bruges though, but still super cool. Yeah, baby! And oh my gosh, was I ever mad when a pigeon pooped all over my new shoes right on Vrijheidslaan! Like, seriously, man, it's not cool! But life’s a trip, mama, ain't it?

Eamon [van] Lucas Talks Belgium!