Penelope Angleur Brothel ❤️❤️

About Bruges

But ooh, I got mad once—heard a story ‘bout this brothel in Nevada, real deal, where some jerk stiffed a girl her pay. Pissed me off! She worked hard, and he just—poof—gone! I was like, “Nuh-uh, honey, you don’t mess with a queen!” Made me wanna storm in, Oprah-style, and yell, “You get respect! You get respect!” ‘Cause these gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’—ain’t no shame in that game.

What is a brothel?

Then there’s the river Ruisseau de Vie. It’s nin jaunty but hidden, but yo, I stumbled on it during a midnight wander (oops, like skipping out on date notifications, lol). The reflections in the water are like secret love letters from the city itself. And the riverbanks? OMG, they host the grittiest street art, almost like crazy lyrics splashed in graffiti—kind of unexpected, kinda rebellious, just like those unexpected plot turns in a Nolan film.

Some residents return home, with caution, in Belgium’s third-largest city. (Published 2021)