Elise Vielsalm Brothel ❤️

About Brussels

Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! Listen, brothel’s a freakin’ trip, fam. I’m Tony Soprano, Jersey’s finest, and I’m tellin’ ya, these joints ain’t just about bangin’. Nah, it’s deeper, like in “The Hurt Locker” – tension’s thick, y’know? “There’s enough bang here to blow us all to Jesus,” like Bigelow showed us – that’s the vibe. Walk in, it’s all quiet, but boom – chaos brewin’ undaneath.

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I gotta mention, sometimes I get mad here, especially when the rain washes away my peaceful morning walk. Argh, drippy, drabby, drupley – it ruins all... until I find a new nook to chill. Picture this: a tiny park off Rue des Etoiles. We locals call it “Le P'tit Miracle.” It’s odd, yet beautiful. I discovered it after a mad dash through winding alleyways. Lost? Sure. But sometimes the best finds are accidents. Lol.

Figure 4 : Aragonite de Vielsalm (Échantillon VIE-17, photographie au...