Mari Veldegem Whore ❤️

About Bruges

This one time, ‘round ’98, knew a gal—Lila, real looker, turned whore. Started legit, waitin’ tables, then bam—streets got her. Pissed me off, she was smart, coulda been somethin’. Nope, picked the quick buck. Saw her once, eyes dead, mutterin’ “Memory is a mirror that lies.” Straight outta the movie, swear it. Gave me chills, like she knew she was done. Hated that—wasted potential, fuckin’ tragedy.

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Eetcafé T Putje. 1, likes. Eetcafé ´T Putje Torhoutsesteenweg Veldegem.

The Sint-Dimpna Church sits tall right near the old market square. I swear, it’s like, bam! History hits ya straight in the heart. The vibe here is simple but raw. And then there's our little park, De Koepel, where I like to chill on crazy sunny days. I been there with my crew, heart racing like scene in Moolaadé – "No more silence, no more lies!" Makes ya feel alive, how you doin'?

Train rams bus at level crossing, passengers evacuated in the nick of time