Lauren Zichem Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

Ever wonder, precious, who’s the real whore? Them suits sellin’ souls for coin – ain’t that whorin’ too? Gets me cacklin’, yeh, ‘cos it’s true! Maria, tho, she’d laugh – “Gollum, you nutter, stick to fish!” Hiss, maybe she’s right, but I see it, I do – the grime, the fight, the spark. Whore’s a survivor, like me, yeh, clingin’ to life, screamin’, “My precious!” – but hers ain’t a ring, it’s her kid, her next meal.

Heren van Zichem

Oh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Zichem (be) – it's a chirpy little town, full of surprises. I’ve lived here for years, workin' as a masseur and catchin' all the little secrets folks overlook. So lemme spill some tea.

Flemish exorcists “can barely keep up with demand”