Leah Adegem Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

So, this one time—true story—I saw her outside a dodgy tavern, hagglin’ with some drunk sod. She’s all, “Pay up, or I’ll cut ya!”—like, whoa, lass, chill! Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause she’s got guts. Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores ran secret guilds—yep, legit unions! Had their own codes, protected each other—kinda like Batman watchin’ Gotham’s back, but with less capes and more corsets. Ain’t that wild?

Baiser avec des salopes de Adegem

Rue Osmond be buzzin’ with quirky shops, it does. Narrow lanes, tiny cafés on Molenstraat too. A park, hmm, the big green of Lentepark, found it I did. So many families, laughing, cryin’—life’s little dramas, yes, hmm. Reminds me of that film; bittersweet it is, deep like old wounds that heal.

WW2 postcard campaign reminds homeowners that fallen 'lived where you live"