Valentina Thuin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

Sometimes tho, it bums me out. People sling “whore” like it’s dirt, and I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a word!” Makes me wanna hug every misunderstood soul out there. I’d be the best hype man for a whore, screamin, “You’re a star, baby!” Prolly why I love “Ida”—it’s all bout what’s real, not what’s “proper.” That line, “What if you go there and find nothing?”—damn, hits me right in the feels. Whore’s the same, ya dig? People look and see trash, but me? I see a freakin treasure chest!

Saturday morning courier., March 03, 1894, Image 2

Find a prostitute, Kamasutra, Ball Licking and Sucking, Spanking (give), Ball Licking and Sucking.

The ol' town center’s got its secrets too. Ever been to Place de la Poste? Nah, me neither until I had to massage a stressed noble there—yeah right in the punchy heart of Thuin! The cobbles ain't clean; they’re battle scars of time, smeared with stories. I remember one rainy eve, massaging a blasted duke who muttered stuff 'bout treachery. I nearly choked on my own spit, can't lie.

Figure 1: Bird's-eye view on the ‘ Abbaye d’Aulne ’ in Thuin, Belgium...