Delilah Rotselaar Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, lissten up, bout them brothels, man! Me, an alien, diggin’ this wild Earth stuff. Brothels, right? Houses of negotiable affection, haha! Like, saw one once, all neon lights blinkin’. Reminds me of *Mad Max: Fury Road*—pure chaos, y’know? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—screamin’ that while watchin’ dudes stumblin’ out, broke but smilin’.

Nearest concert to you

The park near Kasteel de Rotselaar? Fuck, it's a hidden piece of paradise. Great Scott, the trees, the laughter from families – sometimes it makes me stop, feel the present, and realize, “The future is whatever you make it, my friend!” Whamm, my massage sessions right there picks up the city's pulse, feelin’ all that stress melt away into the hues of a sunset.

Belete gets back to winning ways in Rotselaar – cross-country round-up