Harper Kuringen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

ARTE Reportage

Now, gotta mention River Dijle. Flowing smooth near Rivierlaan boulevard, it splits the city like a well-shredded script. Its banks are my jogging route. I sometimes get mad at the gritty graffiti near its bridges, but hey—that’s urban art, right? “I must break you!” I shout every time I beat my pace.

New traffic sign warns drivers not to block train tracks