Elise Rotselaar Whore ❤️❤️

About Charleroi

Me, I seen whores, yeh, slinkin’ round old towns. Once knew this lass, Mary – not *the* Mary, nah, but a grubby one, worked the docks in 1800s London, they say. Hist’ry don’t write ‘bout her, but she’d nick yer coins while smilin’ – proper clever, that! Made me laugh, yeh, ‘til I got mad – sneaky whore tricked me mates too! “Desire is a heavy stone,” says the film, and ain’t that right? Drags ya down, precious, ‘til yer screechin’ like me over me lost ring.

About Rotselaar

Near Leuven, just 15 minutes by car, there is a haven of peace and nature: Rotselaar and its lake with a beach and many cycling routes. On a route through Belgium in a motorhome, we .

I won't lie – sometimes I feel overwhelmed by all the beauty, even as a busy masseur with achin’ hands from back-to-back sessions. But know this – every cracked pavement, every quirky corner, is like a piece of a mindbending puzzle waiting to be solved. Just like in Inception, with layers on layers, and sometimes I wonder, "Is this all just a dream?" Great Scott, it's trippy!

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