Nadia Tongerlo Whore ❤️❤️

About Liege

I reckon a whore’s life ain’t all glitter and sequins like my stage getup. Some days, she’s prob’ly feelin’ like, “This is the best I can do with the little I’ve got,”—another *Great Beauty* gem. Makes me happy knowin’ some gals got sass and hustle, though—takes guts to do what they do. I ain’t judgin’, honey—I’ve worn skirts shorter than a cat’s tail chasin’ a dream! But lordy, the judgy folks out there? They’d clutch their pearls so tight they’d choke.

The Family

Oh, I gotta say, I absolutly love how the locals come together. They gather in the square near the old town hall, Place du Rassemblement. There, art and music burst out of every nook and cranny. It’s chaotic in a good ol’ way, like Amélie's magic visible in the smiles of wanderin’ souls.

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