Audrey Houdeng Aimeries Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

Fiche technique

Parmi les quatre sites miniers wallons inscrits à ce patrimoine mondial, seul Bois-du-Luc dispose d’une église. La cité charbonnière de Bois-du-Luc avait pris une extension telle qu’une .

I love hangin’ in the secret spot at the edge of the Forest of Murmurs—no one knows it well. I chill there, think ‘bout how families stick together. Sometimes, I even catch my breath, thinking “A Separation” again. It reminds me that even broken things can mend.