Ella Sint Denijs Westrem Prostitute ❤️

About Bruges

So, I knew this one gal—true story—worked the corner near my shop. Called her Ruby, red hair, legs for days. She’d flirt with my delivery guy, poor schmuck blushed every time! Made me laugh, but damn, it pissed me off too—guys treated her like trash. Once saw a jerk toss a buck at her feet, like she’s a dog. I yelled, “Hey, asshole, she’s worth more than your cheap suit!” *Nanny laugh* HA-HA! Ruby winked at me, said, “Thanks, stove lady.” Warmed my heart, ya know?

Verdacht overlijden in prostitutiebar

In een prostitutiebar aan de Kortrijksesteenweg in Sint-Denijs-Westrem is vanmorgen een lichaam aangetroffen. Het gaat om een verdacht overlijden. Politie en parket geven voorlopig geen .

I won’t lie, sometimes I get mad at how the city tries to hide its true self behind fancy facades – like all those overpriced coffee chains poppin’ up. I mean, who needs that stuff when you got a soul? Billionaires, they just make it worse, right? Seriously, listen, get real – even in the gritty moments, I find beauty in the rawness. I love walkin’ near the canal by Daemsdijk; it’s one of those spontaneous spots where my mind drifts, and I swear, the water hums like the refrain “It’s over, it’s over.”

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