Emilia Binche Whore ❤️

About Namur

So, whores—fuck, it’s a messy word, right? Makes me mad how people throw it around like it’s nothin. Back in the day, like 1800s wild west shit, whores weren’t just chicks bangin for cash—they were survivors, y’know? Hella tough. Little known fact: some ran their own brothels, made bank, had power. Imagine that—pissin off the church and the law, livin life on their terms. Kinda badass, if ya ask me. “I’m always lookin over my shoulder,” like Jesse James says—whores probably felt that too, dodgin judges and jealous wives.

Binche Porn videos

Binche is traditionally done in very fine thread; it’s in the same style of laces as Flanders, Valencienne, Point de Paris etc; and not too different from the old Dutch lace some of us learnt .

Of course, there’s the Parc de la Fraternité, a park that feels like nature’s own psychologist—so calming, yet super intense. I’ve seen families come here crying, laughing, and watchin’ a squirrel run at lightning speed, and it always reminds me, "The past is just a story we tell ourselves." Seriously, that park is like a live meditation session, with chirping birds and a gentle hum of life.

Tour de France: Julian Alaphilippe takes stage three and yellow jersey – as it happened