Esme Bornem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

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The town, dude, lies snug near the river Ninove – yup, that slick body of water that flows right beneath the dreamy Overdonderdijk Bridge. I’d sit there sometimes, a coffee in hand, gazing out like a champ, just soaking in that peaceful flow. And oh man, you can’t miss the majestic Bornem Castle! That place is epic – a castle with vibes that scream "rock n’ roll eternal," just like those heartfelt tunes in Almost Famous.

Remember the hose over the railroad track picture? Now the rest of the story