Luna Onze Lieve Vrouw Waver Whore ❤️

About Liege

So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

Things to do around Onze-Lieve-Vrouw-Waver

Oh, and not forgetting the river Waverbeek – that babbling stream is my secret meditation zone. I unwind there, brainstorming new ways to help families fix their wonky communication. Really, it's like having a front row seat to Mother Nature’s genius show!

Tornado wreaks havoc in several Belgian municipalities