Kayla Bruges Brothel ❤️❤️

About Paris

So yeah, brothels—gritty, wild, real. Love em, hate em—can’t look away. Like Jarmusch’s vamps, they just keep goin, shadows dancin in the dark. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see em for what they are—messy, human, fuckin alive. What ya think, mate? Got any tales? Spill em!

Bruges & The Red Light District

Okay, lemme tell ya bout Bruges, fr - it's like nothing else, man. I mean, seriously, this city—wow. I walked down Steenhouwersstraat; cobbles underfoot, cold, and kinda smelly sometimes (hey, the charm, right?). I ate his liver with fava beans, haha, like in those crazy scenes of Children of Men, you know? Yeah, that movie. "The countryside will become tomorrow's prison," they said, and damn, I felt it here.

Body in medieval coffin found in Bruges identified as wealthy knight