Lina Lendelede Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

I get happy thinkin’ she’s got grit—takes guts to hustle in a dump like that. But ugh, the stench of desperation? Makes me wanna puke. Ever smell a whore’s perfume mixed with cheap booze? It’s tragedy in a bottle, swear to God. I’d exaggerate and say she’s got a heart of gold, but nah—she’s just human, flaws and all. “You’re all worms under God’s boot,” the priest in *Leviathan* might preach, and she’d laugh in his face. Love that sass!

‘No jurisdiction’

Now, there’s this quirky alley off Stationsstraat, oozin’ character – massive graffiti scrawls that scream “I was here!” and the locals swear it brings vibes like a scene in Ten, you know? I can’t help but chuckle when I think of it – reminds me of that epic scene, “Dreams are just dreams,” or somethin’ like that, real deep and stuff.

Rwandan rehabilitation center cares for children with mental illness