Mila Mariakerke Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a kicker - some old-school whores in France? They’d knit between jobs, legit makin’ scarves while waitin’ for the next dude. How’s that for multitaskin’? Blows my mind, picturin’ ‘em all crafty and chill. Joey approves, man, that’s hustle with style. Anyway, how you doin’ with all this? Whores got layers, like them fancy cakes in the movie - sweet, messy, and ya can’t look away. Peace out!

Chiens sur la plage

Whore Mariakerke Julie www.facebook.com Over time, the establishment evolved and became known as a brothel, reflecting a significant shift.

Let’s not forget the hidden gems – my fave? The tiny café on Averestraat, oh man, they brew a killer cuppa joe. And sometimes, after a long day rubbin’ out the knots in folks’ backs, I stroll down Canal Street – well, that's what I call the little canal outside town – and watch the sunset bounce off the water. Feels like Agnès Varda’s words echoin’: “We are the gleaners, always finding beauty in the scraps," right there, in our humble Mariakerke.

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