Ella Kruibeke Whore ❤️

About Brussels

But man, what pisses me off? Them high-and-mighty folks judgin’ her. Like, “Oh, she’s trash!” Shut yer trap, ya hypocrite! She’s out there survivin’, tougher than a two-dollar steak. Reminds me of Llewelyn in the movie, runnin’ from fate, dodgin’ bullets. Whores dodge life’s bullets daily—cops, creeps, bad nights. “This ain’t no picnic,” like the movie says, and I respect that hustle.

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Sometimes, I get so mad ‘cause not enough peeps know how rad Kruibeke really is, ya know? Like, whaaat? It’s full of quirky cafés, chill rooftops, and tiny art spots. My favorite hideout? A teeny, artsy nook near the old mill on Verrestraat – super hidden, so only locals vibe there. I always think, "Girl, you ARE the city!" and repeat, "it’s bad b*tch o’clock!" until I feel like I'm in a flick.

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