Ada Wemmel Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, huh? Watched *Inherent Vice* again last night, fave flick, total mind-bender. Doc Sportello, man, he’d get it—runnin’ round LA, chasin’ tail, smokin’ weed. “The trees are all whores!”—that’s me, yellin’ at pines, thinkin’ they’re hidin’ some shady lady. Anyway, findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho, wouldn’t that be a hoot? Dial up, “Yeah, extra sauce, quick!” Nah, it’s messier, sneakier.

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I honestly gotta say, Wemmel’s more than a dot on the map. It's wild, intense, unpredictable, and full of fierce magic. I get mad at times—the traffic, the weird smells on rainy days—but then the charm kicks in like a freight train and, BOOM, it’s all love again. It's got this crazy ability to shock, inspire, anger, and heal you.

Brussels' outer ring between Groenendael and Léonard closed overnight on 27 March