Rose Houdeng Goegnies Whore ❤️

About Charleroi

Me? I’m pissed when folks use it lazy-like, just to hurt. Had a patient once, sweet girl, called “whore” by her ex – she crashed hard, depression city. Broke my damn heart. But flip it – some reclaim it, strut it like armor. That’s the *Spring Breakers* energy – “Look at my shit!” – and I’m all, “Hell yeah, take it back!” Makes me wanna high-five ‘em through the screen.

Zusammenfassung

Eigenaardig dat de overval van zaterdag 7 mei 83 op een GB in Houdeng-Goegnies, hier niet besproken word, die ook aan de bende zou toegeschreven worden. De Filière Borains en .

Local landmarks? There’s the old church, St. Leonce, with its quirky bell tower. My heart skips a beat when I hear its chimes at dusk. Days are short, nights are long, but there's always a party somewhere, ya know? Sometimes, I sit by a café straight on Rue des Rêves. Yeah, I know, crazy names everywhere.