Taylor Wetteren Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

Whore’s a survivor, innit? Tough as old boots. Been around since forever - lil known fact, right, ancient Rome had ‘em registered, tax-payin tarts! Called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, cos they howled for coin. Makes me chuckle, that. Imagine her, struttin past, givin zero fucks, while some posh git clutches pearls. Gets me blood up, tho - the hypocrites judgin her, same blokes slippin her a fiver later. Wankers.

Wetteren Escort

Man, some streets got quirks. Like, I got proper pissed at one time when a gaff near Watermolenstraat got trashy. I mean, c’mon, how can a city be so fly yet let city corners go mental sometimes? It stressed me, but then I chilled out with some local brews on de Kralingenplein. Life’s a rollercoaster, like Darren Aronofsky’s flick – Requiem, bruv, it’s raw.

Toxic chemical train fire