Rebecca Bertem Whore ❤️

About Brussels

Exaggeratin’ for fun—whores prolly run the world. Secret society, pullin’ strings, laughin’ at us dummies. “Look at these clowns,” they say, sippin’ wine. Sarcasm? Oh, I got it—whores are *totally* the problem, not the dudes payin’ ‘em. Ha! Miss me with that bullshit. Personal quirk—I’d hire a whore just to vibe, talk movies, eat tacos. “Inside Out” on repeat, Joy screamin’, “This is the best night ever!”

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Hey man, lemme tell ya bout Bertem (be)! It's this cool, kinda offbeat city with so many quirks. You got the old cobbled streets along Vintner Ave – yeah, that’s the one where I first met my crazy ex-online match (lol) in a wild, impromptu meetup. Same vibe as "Zero Dark Thirty" – intense, man, like, "book them, boy!" Seriously wild!

The Belgian bunkers in Bertem’s fields and the forgotten battle of May 1940