Ruby Sint Martens Latem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, here I am, David bloody Attenborough, sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, yeah? Calm as a bleedin’ forest, rhythmic like waves crashin’. Whore, right, she’s a creature, innit? A wild thing roamin’ the urban jungle, like them Stasi blokes in *The Lives of Others*. “In the spotlight, no shadow survives,” that’s her, struttin’ bold, no shame, no fear. Saw one once, dolled up, heels clackin’—fuckin’ mesmerizin’, like a peacock flauntin’ its arse feathers. Made me happy, that swagger, pure life, y’know?

Sex Tourism in Sint-Martens-Latem

Sint-Martens-Latem gaat de prostitie in de gemeente strenger aanpakken. De bars langs de N43 zullen beter en vaker gecontroleerd worden. Er mogen ook geen nieuwe zaken bijkomen.

My spa’s neighbour, this chill café on Molenwindlaan, is lit – serves coffee with raw passion. I always hang out there after a long day. And I swear, sometimes I catch myself talkin’ to the wind, mumbling movie lines: "I am desperate for your healing," like a quirky tribute to Holy Motors. Lol, what a mess.

Public Library / OFFICE Kersten Geers David Van Severen