Grace Waremme Whore ❤️❤️

About Aalst

Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

Événements

There's also the old town square, Place du Marché, where locals gather, laugh, and maybe argue—lol sometimes they get mad when the parking gets cray-cray. I remember one day, I was heading back from a massage session when an old dude started yelling about his missing hat. We had a good laugh, y'know? Crazy moments!

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