Olivia Geel Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy – little-known fact, this! Back in medieval days, *whore* wasn’t just a lassie on the corner, nah. It was a job, proper trade, like! Taxed by the king, can ya believe it? *Rex Whore-um*, I’d call ‘em – king o’ the whores, ha! Found that in some dusty tome, made me hoot with glee! Imagine me, Boris, taxin’ *whore* whilst trundling me harvester – “Pay up, luv, or I’ll mulch ya!” – proper riot, that.

About Feel Like a Whore Song

Have you ever heard the term “ a lady in the street, and a freak in the bed “? My hubby calls me everything in the book in bedroom.

Then there's the river – well, actually it's kinda more like a meandering brook, the Molenbeek. It weaves through Geel, sometimes whispering secrets if you listen close. I always think, "We’re deep in the maze, baby!" every time I pass by.

Geel: where the mentally ill are welcomed home