Aaliyah Ekeren Whore ❤️

About Bruges

Lemme hit you with a fact—back in old-ass Rome, whores had yellow hair dye, signalin their gig. Wild, right? Imagine that shit today—neon weaves screamin “I’m available!” Got me laughin thinkin bout it. But real talk, it ain’t all jokes. Seen this one post on X—some girl braggin bout her “clients,” like it’s a flex. Made me pause—happy for her hustle, sad for the why. Kinda like when Szpilman’s fam gets ripped apart—“Why do I need a scarf?” his sister cries. Whore’s out here askin, “Why I need this life?”

Antwerp mayor closes two places where sex workers were being exploited

Then the parks – oh my days, the parks are fucking beautiful. Ekeren Park is a slice of heaven; little lakes, towering trees, chirpy birds. Perfect for unwinding after a long day at work. I sometimes sit there, meditate, and think, "Carpe diem, baby!" Then, Oeverpark along the river, that's another mellow spot – sometimes you can catch a cheeky sunset if you time it right.

Katharine Ekeren