Makayla Ruddervoorde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Aalst

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

Parenclub New Valentino in Ruddervoorde

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Oh and the local worry—our river Cheeryne (oops, mispelt: Cheerynne, my bad) winds through the town, giving a cinematic vibe like Mulholland’s echoes. It’s a slow dance with nature itself, super zen.

Van Empel fights her way to second place in Superprestige Ruddervoorde