Julia Willebroek Brothel ❤️

About Brussels

Yo, so I’m a raftsman, right? Floatin’ down life, checkin’ out brothels. Not like I’m a regular or nothin’. Just curious, fam. Brothels, man, they wild. Got this vibe—half sleazy, half sad. Like in *25th Hour*, Monty’s lookin’ at his last night, right? “This life came so close to never happenin’.” That’s the brothel energy. Almost didn’t exist, but bam—here it is.

The Legal Status of Brothels in Belgium

a brothel or organizing prostitution. Shortly thereafter, a loophole was introduced which gave public prosecutors power to ignore criminal infringements (Outshoorn,). The ban on .

Then there’s the river Dender – a lazy, looping flow that traces the outskirts with grace. I love sitting by its banks, my back against a cool stone, contemplating life and massages alike, thinking, "Ah, what tales, what secrets!" I can still recall a particularly stormy day when the river raged, and I got soaked on my way back after a long day. Madness, pure madness, but oh so electrifying.

Thunderstorms and heavy rain in central areas of the country during Tuesday night