Aaliyah Vorst Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Namur

Now, lemme tie this to *Brooklyn*—best damn flick I’ve seen, makes me weepy just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Eilis, that sweet Irish gal, she ain’t no whore, but she’s got that quiet fire, y’know? Reminds me of a whore I knew in Lannisport—tough as nails, soft as silk. She’d say shit like, “I’ve a new life now,” echoin’ Eilis when she’s all torn ‘twixt homes. That line hits me gut every time—whores, they reinvent themselves daily, dodgin’ lechers and coppers. Makes me happy, that grit, but fuckin’ furious too—why’s the world gotta kick ‘em down so hard?

Comparison

Oh, and walking ‘round “Avenue de Brabançonne” – where the street art is a free show – makes me roll my eyes at the bureaucracy always trying to tame its wild soul. I got so mad last week when a new dig project turned a local mural into some sterile tourist trap. “Git-R-Done!” I muttered, head explodin’ with creative rage, y’know?

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