Addison Saint Ghislain Whore ❤️

About Liege

Alright, so here I am, bob ross style, gentle like, sittin’ by the water, lifeguard vibes, “happy little trees” swayin’ in the breeze, and I’m thinkin’ bout this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore, man, she’s a trip. Not like, a literal ho, nah, but the word, the vibe, y’know? Gets me all riled up, but also kinda chill, like watchin’ waves crash. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, my fave flick—Spike Lee’s got that raw shit, y’know? That line, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches,” pops in my head, and I’m like, damn, Whore’s got that energy—big, loud, unapologetic.

Ghislain or Guillain, St.

Ghislain lived in the province of Hainault (Belgium) in the time of St. Amand ((d. ) and Saints Waudru, Aldegonde, and Madelberte.

Then there’s the Central Park of Saint-Ghislain. It’s not huge, but damn, it’s charming! Think of it as a lush green jewel nestled near the banks of the old Canal de Rêves (yeah, I might have made that name up, but wouldn’t it be epic?). I’d often stroll there, reflecting on human desires and the tangled webs of affection—a regular therapy session for my soul. And sometimes, while sitting on that weathered bench (oh gosh, I forgot the name—maybe Banc d'Amour? Haha), I’d be like "R2-D2, where are you?" multiple times when my brain went haywire.

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