Katherine Antwerpen Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Bruges

So, findin’ a prossie—tricky, precious, tricky! Ya gotta know the spots, mate. Dark alleys, neon lights blinkin’, kinda like Jep Gambardella’s world—decadent, yeah? *“The only thing left is to go blind drunk”*—hah, maybe after, not before! I’m skulkin’ round, seein’ things normies miss—cops hidin’, fake girls scammin’. Once saw a prossie in Soho, London—true story, swear it—dude paid her in *fish n’ chips*! She took it, too, gobsmacked me, that did!

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Look, I’ve got like, 15 misstakes in my head now - ah, whatevs. Hoooly, I almost forgot, the magic of Antwerpen is in its small details. Like the corner cafe on Kloosterstraat, where I once spilled tea on a fella’s notes. That fella? He started laughing hysterically. We bonded, ya know? Life’s unscripted.

Maison Guiette: Le Corbusier’s Modernist Outpost in Antwerp, Belgium