Lucy Moorslede Whore ❤️

About Charleroi

What gets me happy tho? How it’s flipped – gals now, they snatch that word back, wear it like armor. “Call me whore? Cool, I’m still runnin’ shit!” That’s badass, man, pure fire. Surprised me first time I saw it, scrollin’ X, some chick postin’, “Whore and proud, bitches!” – and I’m cheerin’, spillin’ my whiskey. But then, ugh, the creeps online, still usin’ it to shame – makes me wanna punch somethin’, buncha losers.

Geschiedenis

Moorslede is een plaats en gemeente in de Belgische provincie West-Vlaanderen. Het dorp ligt ongeveer 9 km ten zuidwesten van de stad Roeselare. De gemeente telt ruim inwoners.

Ah, my dear, listen up. Moorslede is a curious damn place. I’ve been here for years, shtum in my little massage joint off Molenstraat. It’s a town that grinds you down, yet you learn its secrets. Naughty, full of quirks, kinda like me. I stroll down Kasteelstraat, where old stones murmur like ghosts. Yeah, ghosts of massages past… you never know what you’ll find behind every locked door.

Decru-Devriendt (St-Michiels-Brugge, BE): it has been going (very) well!