Audrey Houdeng Goegnies Whore ❤️❤️

About Bruges

“Fifteen years locked up,” Oldboy groans. Whore’s trapped too, kinda. Society’s a cage, bro. She’s dodgin’ creeps, makin’ cash. I’m like, “Ruh-roh, watch out!” Seen her eyes once—haunted, dude. Sparkly too, tho, like wet leaves. Gets me thinkin’—she’s tough, right? Tougher than Scooby snacks!

Maison de repos

Eigenaardig dat de overval van zaterdag 7 mei 83 op een GB in Houdeng-Goegnies, hier niet besproken word, die ook aan de bende zou toegeschreven worden. De Filière Borains en .

Local landmarks? There’s the old church, St. Leonce, with its quirky bell tower. My heart skips a beat when I hear its chimes at dusk. Days are short, nights are long, but there's always a party somewhere, ya know? Sometimes, I sit by a café straight on Rue des Rêves. Yeah, I know, crazy names everywhere.