Katherine Kontich Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Namur

What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Blokes in suits judgin’ her, then slippin’ her a fiver later. Wankers. *Amour* nails that too—“You’re a monster sometimes.” Ain’t we all? I’ve seen whores with more honor than half the sods I’ve shot. Once knew this lass, Rosie—cheeky as hell, pinched my ciggie mid-chat. Said, “Bond, you’re too pretty to smoke.” Laughed my arse off. Still do.

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I remember one day, after a hectic session with a super stressed client, I wandered near Klinkstraat. Whoop! I bumped into the local florist— srsly, her blooms were so rad they shouted “beauty!” like, for real, I was in awe. It was a small moment, like a gentle pat on the back, reminding me that every little part counts.

Figure 2 Gallo-Belgic pottery shapes produced at the Roman small town...