Emily Uitkerke Whore ❤️❤️

About Aalst

I’m ramblin’, but listen—whores ain’t just sex, they’re stories. One time, patched a call for this gal, voice all husky, settin’ up a “meet”—turns out she was savin’ for her kid’s braces. Broke my damn heart, but also—respect! Made me wanna hug her and yell, “You’re a freakin’ hero!” ‘Cept, ya know, boundaries. Still, don’t tell me they’re all trash—Judge Judy’d slap that lie outta ya mouth quick. “Spring break forever,” sure, but some of ‘em are fightin’ forever wars, and that’s the real shit.

Strike the bell

Okay, so first, the streets! There's this little lane, "Lovers’ Lane" (not official, haha, but the locals call it that cuz it’s super romantic, can ya believe it?) It winds right past "Heart’s Haven Park" – a tiny green escape where folks sometimes get a little extra closer to nature (wink, wink!). And then, oh my gosh, there’s "Rue de la Passion" – yep, the name says it all. I remember sneakin' out for midnight strolls there.