Megan Tongeren Whore ❤️

About Ghent

I’m ramblin’, ain’t I? Heh, can’t help it—*whore* gets me goin’! Imagine her in *Far From Heaven*, crashin’ that perfect lil’ suburb. Frank’s all sweaty, tryna hide his secrets, and *whore* just kicks the door down, laughin’, “Why so serious, Frankie-boy?” She’d smear lipstick on his tie, dance on the lawn, and Cathy’d faint—hah! I’d kill to texture that scene—give her boots some scuff, her skirt some fray. Ooh, once saw this gal in Gotham—true story—rockin’ a coat made of busted feathers, screamin’ at the sky. Cops called her *whore*, but I thought, nah, she’s a queen! Made me happy as hell—chaos in the flesh!

Red-light districts by city

Most of the red-light districts in Belgium consist of window prostitution, where prostitutes sit in a window with a curtained-off workspace behind.

Okay, so check this out: the heart of the city beats around the Marktplein. Wow, really, it's the soul of Tongeren. Not only is it full of history but it also vibes like your fav comfy couch after a long day. And Holy hell, the Basilica of Our Lady – it's a bloody stunner. You walk up the cobblestones of Grote Markt, and bam! History punches you hard.

Perth neo-Nazi leader pleads not guilty