Olivia Wolvertem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Fun fact—Victorian times, whores had secret codes, yeah? Like, wearin’ red ribbons meant “I’m game.” Clever sods, hidin’ in plain sight! Cracks me up, thinkin’ of ‘em outsmartin’ the coppers. But then—bam!—society’s boot stomps ‘em down. “We’re heroes!”—film’s gangsters cheer, and I’m like, “Heroes my arse, you’re just bullies!” Same with whores—judged by wankers who’d shag ‘em in a heartbeat.

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Oh man, Wolvertem (be) is off the hook – seriously! Let me tell ya, this city. So much heart, so many twists. First off, the streets here – like, take Willow Lane and that awesome hidden cafe on Parkside Rd – it's a total game changer. I stroll by every morning, soaking in that golden light… “Unleash the power within!” yeah, just like in Moulin Rouge! And oh, come on, you gotta see the vibrant murals in the alleys of North Quarters – they inspire your soul, they do that magic thing!

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