Brooklyn Gesves Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

So, whores—shit, where to start? Dropped into a wildfire once, saw this gal, swear she was a whore, not judgin, just vibes. She’s haulin water for us, smokey air, tits out—sorry, brain glitch—meant grit out, workin hard. Surprised me, yo! Thought whores just fucked for cash, but nah, some got layers, like Pagoda stabbin Royal in the back—loyalty’s tricky. Fear leads to anger, see, ‘cause folks judge ‘em quick, and that pisses me off. Whore’s life ain’t easy, man—dodgin cops, creeps, and shitty motels.

Gesves hotels & places to stay

Q: “You’ve toured over the past few years with a long list of bands so far, one of which was the incomparable Melvins. Has there been a favorite show so far?” A: “Well, we only.

Then there's Avenue des Rêves. In the evenings, I like to walk here, massaging my thoughts away as I reflect on those heavy muscles I knead all day. I always pass by the quiet park, Parc des Murmures, where the small pond mirrors my thoughts as I drift off into the daydreams—like life in a film reel, all fuzzy edges and secret smiles.

Belaggio, Genie, Barroso, El Corona Texel Win 2016 Belgian Young Horse Championships