Mila Houthulst Brothel ❤️

About Liege

Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Filthy business, innit! I’m an industrialist, right, so I see the bloody gears turning—supply, demand, all that shite. Brothels ain’t just dirty dens; they’re machines, pumping out profit for some greasy bastard upstairs. Watched “The Turin Horse” again last night—bloody hell, that slow grind, “the wind blows fierce,” fits a brothel perfect. Dreary, repetitive, souls rotting in there. You ever think ‘bout the girls? Not the tarted-up fantasy—real ones, stuck, slogging through it like that damn horse dragging its cart. “Day after day, the same,” Tarr’d say—fuckin’ spot on!

The ugly face of beauty

Joachim Beuckelaer, Brothel, The Pascha brothel in Cologne, Germany, is the largest brothel in Europe. [1] During the FIFA World Cup, the poster had the Saudi Arabian flag .

You got a river, a lil' creek even. It runs near the market street, Marktstraat. Sounds poetic, yeah? I often wonder how many love letters float away there, lost in time like lines from that movie… "Before Sunset." Beautiful madness, brother.

Are these days wetter than ever? Heavy rainfall a long-term concern in Belgium