Brooklyn Muizen Whore ❤️

About Brussels

Love that flick—tension, sweat, whore’d thrive there. Exaggerate, I will—whore takin’ down Bin Laden, ha! Picture it—heels clickin’, gun smokin’, “Target acquired, bitches!” Sarcasm, my friend—whore’d outsmart ‘em all, easy. Happy it makes me, thinkin’ her power—raw, messy, real. Quirky thought, hmm—whore hummin’ tunes mid-mission, crazy! Dunno, man, chaos suits her—grammar? Fuck it! Little story—whore once conned a general, gold taken, poof! “No chatter,” she’d say, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry I get—whores get no respect, damn shame! Spontaneous, I am—whore’s tale, wild it stays!

Muizen Stories

I reside in Muizen and whore is top-notch! Your smile makes me melt inside. French Kissing and Striptease/Lapdance are two of my favorite things. I'm not.

Also, gotta mention the hidden gem called Luna's Corner on Crescent Way. It's this tiny cafe with vintage decor, chill tunes, and oh, the best rizzotto ever. I always end up thinking “Uncle Boonmee, recall those lost times,” when I sip my brew there, lost in thought and memories.

Vampire of Muizen’s Sinister Threat… Outlasts Freddy Horion in Belgian Prison