Jasmine Begijnendijk Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

Used to see ‘em, slippin’ through shadows, in me old days by the river. Dirty work, precious, oldest gig goin’. Heard tell of one lass, back in London, 1800s – called her “The Sparrow” – serviced sailors, made a killin’, then poof! Vanished like mist. No one knows where. Tricksy, eh? We hates it!

deep tissue nek, schouders, rug

The certificate of a lifeless child shall state: the date of birth, place of birth, time of birth and sex of the child; the forenames of the child, if requested.

So come here, buddy. Take a walk, soak it in. Let Begijnendijk (be) show ya its face—passionate, flawed, and real. We all deserve a taste of that genuine life, feel me? And remember, as in that movie I mentioned, sometimes shame and ecstasy mix in the best damn way.

Only in Belgium: motorists fill up on water instead of petrol