Lucy Beernem Whore ❤️

About Liege

I’m thinkin’, man, whores got stories—crazy ones. Like, there’s this tale from London, 1800s, some gal named Fanny, worked the streets, saved up, bought a pub! Went from suckin’ dick to servin’ ale, and I’m like, “Respect, yo!” Surprised me, legit, ‘cause you don’t expect that kinda glow-up. Makes me smirk, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause she flipped the script. Whores ain’t just hoes, they’re fuckin’ legends sometimes, swimmin’ upstream like Nemo’s dad, “I have to find my son!”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The river here, the Zenne (or somethin’ like that, I think), just flows by like there's no tomorrow. Sometimes, I'm on my way back from a massage sesh, walkin’ along its banks, thinkin' how life here is bizarrely serenic yet wild. I mean, it’s like every ripple tells a story, man. Ain't that neat, or am I just sayin' that to sound all philosophical? Respect my authoritah!

Infrabel progress on new track between Ghent and Bruges