Mila Forchies La Marche Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ghent

Sarcasm? Ha, whore’s the oldest gig, still no union! Pathetic. Me, I’d rather watch Mungiu’s flick than some tart’s sob story. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores bleed drama, real or not. Thoughts swirl - power, dirt, survival. You wanna talk whore, friend? It’s a cold, calculated mess, and I ain’t blinkin’.

Commentaires et archives

Forchies-la-Marche (Fontaine-L'Eveque, Charleroi, Wallonie) est un village et a d'environ 5 habitants. Mapcarta, la carte ouverte.

Some spots drive me nuts, too. That parking situation outside Marché des Saveurs? Unbelievable. Cars everywhere, honks non-stop—like a scene out of a bad indie flick. And then there's the graffiti at Rue de la Liberté: it's so loud and colorful, it’s like the walls are saying, “We are chaos, we are art!” Reminded me of Spring Breakers’ wild energy.

Adam Gerard wins Montélimar National against 7.872 pigeons (2007)