Jade Beauraing Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Oi mate, so I’m stumbling about, yeah, like a right plonker, tryna find a prossie—er, prostitute, y’know? Me, Mr. Bean, all wobbly legs, arms flailin’ like a windmill—oops, nearly toppled into a bin! *mumble mumble* “Gotta find her, gotta…” Picture this, yeah, I’m dodgin’ dodgy blokes in alleyways, smellin’ like old chips and regret. Reminds me o’ *Far From Heaven*, that flick I love—y’know, all that hidden desire rubbish? Cathy in her posh frocks, sneakin’ about, wantin’ what she can’t have. Me? I’m wantin’ a prossie, but I’m rubbish at this!

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We'll also go to Banneux and Beauraing and La Salette—all Marian apparition sites. We'll also Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal. Just click here.

Thanks, bud. Pack light and come soon. Greet Beauraing with open arms. Its story? A wild, endless ride. Great Scott - this city never quits!

Code orange in Brussels as afternoon heat is followed by storm and torrential rain