Katherine Bassenge Whore ❤️

About Leuven

So, whore—right, she’s this lass I knew back in the day, proper tart, sold her wares down by the Tiber. Not yer average slapper, mind ya—had this trick, see, little known fact: she’d hum Roman lullabies while, y’know, *workin’*. Customers loved it, said it was like screwin’ a siren. Made me laugh, that—fuckin’ surreal, innit? But it pissed me off too, cos she’d nick coins from yer pouch while hummin’. Sneaky bitch! “What is the truth?”—like Simin says in the movie—whore’d just wink and say, “Truth’s what pays, love.”

Actu Bassenge

Oh gosh, let me talk ’bout the neighborhood of Petit Cerveau. Tiny name, huge vibes. I met my first app bug here, crazy times! Streets be narrow, cobblestoned, like in some ancient movie – oh, The Dark Knight style, "Why so serious?" again! It gives me mad feels sometimes when I see old plaques and funky art on walls. We swears, it's like a secret sort of magic!

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