Aurora Mariakerke Whore ❤️

About Brussels

Her story’s wild - word is, she grew up rough, dad was a drunk, mom split early. Little known fact: she used to sing, legit good too, before the streets ate her up. Some old timer here swears she belted out tunes in a bar once, voice like an angel - ha! Angel my ass, more like a fallen one. Now she’s just Whore, screwin’ and schemin’. “The world’s a shadow,” she’d say, quotin’ that movie vibe, all dramatic. Cracks me up - she’s so extra.

Chiens sur la plage

Mariakerke combineert het beste van twee werelden. Er is het natuurgebied de Bourgoyen, de Groene Velden en enkele mooie kasteelparken, maar de stad met al haar voorzieningen is .

Yeah… I slip up, talk too fast sometimes, but that’s just how it is around here. I’m happy, folks – so often, this city surprises me. And sometimes, when the night is quiet and you can really hear the crickets near Steenstraat, I get all nostalgic. Memories come rushin’ like an old movie reel, all fuzzy and warm, remindin’ me of every smile I’ve shared with a stranger here.

Sculpture workshop by Gijs De Cock, Freek Dendooven and Peter Van Gelder