Lucy Antwerpen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all bout this heffa—whore! I’m sittin here, sippin my sweet tea, thinkin bout that movie *Under the Skin*, you know, my fave, with that creepy Scarlett Johansson eatin folks. Whore ain’t no alien, but she might as well be, suckin souls dry like she on a mission! “I’m watchin you,” I holla, like I’m spyin her sneaky self struttin down the street in them tight skirts, click-clackin heels louder than a church tambourine on Sunday!

Seamen’s quarter: Antwerp’s red light district

Het prostitutieteam van politiezone Antwerpen voert regelmatig controles uit bij sekswerkers die vanuit huizen of appartementen werken. Via opsporingen en naar aanleiding van klachten op .

Anyway, that's my slice. Not perfect, but real. The city is a poem of scars and beauty. From the chic corners of central stations to the gritty lanes near the docks, even in my spa world, I find lessons. Life’s a series of moments. Tonight’s the night.

Vogue’s Guide to Antwerp, Belgium’s Long-Standing Fashion Capital