Freya Marcinelle Whore ❤️

About Liege

Oh, and the sarcasm – people callin’ it dirty? Pfft, they’re just jealous they ain’t got the balls to own it! Whore’s a freakin’ hero in my book – takin’ life by the horns, no apologies! “When everything’s over, I’ll still be here!” – that’s my *A.I.* twist on it, ‘cause whore endures, man! So yeah, next time you hear it, don’t flinch – smile, tip your hat, and shout “Unleash the power within!” ‘Cause that’s the truth, fam – whore’s a damn force!

ABBONATI 1 EURO AL MESE!

The personal destinies of several people, mostly Italian miners and their closed relatives and friends, struck directly or indirectly by the dreadful tragedy which occurred on August 8th .

Marcinelle ain't no paris; its streets got so much grit. Like, take Rue de l'Industrie – it buzzes with old energy, coal dust memories everywhere. Then there's Avenue de la République, all bright and modern, but with soul dug deep like a good massage session. I'm always ambling 'round these streets, thinkin' "What if this is a sign?" and stuff. Reminds me of that movie, A Serious Man – "everything is exactly as it should be", man!

Identification of unidentified victims of the Bois du Cazier disaster continues