Zara Saint Gilles Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Love how it tastes too, flaky, mild, fries up lush. Not in yer face like mackerel – mackerel’s the loudmouth at the pub, yeah? Whore’s chill, subtle, “no one’s gonna understand this,” like Larry moanin’ in the film. Pair it with chips, pint of lager, sorted. Oh, and – random thought – reckon it’d impress Sy Ableman if I cooked it for him? Smug git’d probably say it’s “not kosher enough”. Tosser.

Saint Giles

While checking out, there was a prostitute checking in with a client!! Later on some Belgian people informed us that this area is very close to Brussels "red.

I love strolling along the old tram lines around Rue de l'Abreuvoir. Yeah, its tales of history are insane! Sometimes, I pause, think of that scene in "Blue Is the Warmest Color" – you're not ready for how deep emotions can hit ya. "I feel like a storm of colors", I thought, like, wow!

Rat infestation continues to plague Saint-Gilles prison