Lucy Esneux Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

I see it clear, sharper than most. Streets crawl with ‘em, eyes dead, souls gone. Once knew this chick, Natasha, real firecracker, till some pimp broke her. Pissed me off, weak men ruinin’ good stock. She’d laugh, “Vlad, I’m cash, not a corpse!” Bullshit, she was dyin’ slow. Whore’s a grind, not a choice, don’t kid yerself.

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I swear, walking down Chemin des Frères feels like stepping into a twisted alternate reality—just like in "Under the Skin", where everything is surreal and freaky. "Dog, you're pretty good at this," I hear the wind whisperin’, making everything seem like a damn movie scene. I sometimes get so caught up in it all, thinkin’ "This is real life, mother*fucker!"

6 beautiful loop walks in the Belgian Ardennes