Julia Blauwput Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

So yeah, “whore”—it’s complicated, messy, human. Like *The New World*, it’s beauty and chaos mashed up. “We shall live, somehow”—that’s the film again, and damn if it don’t fit. Whores, saints, we’re all just stumblin’ through. Tell ya what, next time someone throws that word, I’m judgin’ *them*. Case closed!

Business & leisure-hostel

Y'know what? Sometimes when I’m massaging tired limbs, I remember how Blauwput always surprises me. Like that time I got cut off by a cab driver right outside of Monstre du Parc – had me mad as hell, but then I cackled like a lunatic. Life here, babe, is a carnival of crazy.