Leah Wemmel Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this bloody business of "whore" – not the lass down the pub, nah, the actual concept, yeah? Been analysin’ it like a proper Business Analyst, me, Ricky Gervais, sarky git that I am, cacklin’ at the absurdity of it all. Whore’s been around forever, ain’t it? Oldest gig in the book, they say – bleedin’ hell, older than my nan’s dentures! Sells sex, makes dosh, simple as that. But it’s the layers, innit, the mucky layers that get me goin’. Like in me fave flick, *The Headless Woman* – you seen it? Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius – there’s this line, “What did I do?” right? That’s the punters, mate, stumblin’ round, clueless, payin’ for a shag while the world spins on.

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In general, whenever a thread or online discussion is taking place regarding the awful plot, it doesn't take long before the scene is linked or the phrase "lemon stealing whores" is used.

I remember one time, driving on the B3, I was hit with the sunrise blazing off the river Dender—if you know, you know. Totally mesmerising, like a silent moment filled with mad hopes. You gotta see it, it makes you feel, like, unstoppable! I even ended up raving with a couple of locals, shouting in a mix of joy and confusion, “Unleash the power within” until I nearly lost my voice. LOL!

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