Aria Beernem Whore ❤️❤️

About Bruges

Now, in *Under the Skin*, there’s that line—“You’re not even from here, are you?”—and it hits me. Whore’s an outsider word, y’all. Folks use it to shove somebody out, make ‘em feel alien. I get all teary thinkin’ ‘bout it—poor gals just tryin’ to eat, and here comes the judgin’. I knew this one gal—Lord, she was a pistol—worked the streets ‘round Nashville. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Dolly, I’m the queen of the night!” Got herself a pet raccoon, named it Bandit—true story! She wasn’t no monster, just scrappin’ by.

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I might ramble but beernem's charm is in the little quirks. The street art on Grimbergenstraat? Insane! It hits right in the face, like a punch of color that just wakes you up. And, oh man, there’s this clumsy old fountain at the square that sometimes spurts water all random, almost like it’s havin’ its own life. Haha, unpredictable much?

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