Ava Torhout Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Pisses me off, tho—folks actin like they’re above it. Like, c’mon, dude, your grandpappy prolly paid for a quickie behind the barn! Hypocrisy gets my ghost blood boilin. But then—happy vibes—I respect the grind. Takes mad skill to dodge creeps, cops, and still pay rent. Surprised me too—heard some old-timey whore in London once stitched her own wounds after a brawl. Badass, right? No cryin, just, “Next customer!” Toni’s dad woulda loved her—prolly said, “That’s my girl, no bullshit!”

2. Courtesan

Alright, listen up. Torhout is a weird mix of charm and raw, cold reality. I mean, it's got that humble feel – like being part of some secret club. The streets, like Burchtstraat and Poststraat, are filled with little surprises. You walk down them and… bam! You feel the pulse of history. Not too flashy, but man, does it speak its truth.

Billy Corgan says when Kurt Cobain died he 'cried because I had lost my greatest opponent'