Hannah Ruddervoorde Whore ❤️❤️

About Charleroi

Whores, man, they’re everywhere in history—underdogs with grit. Like, did ya know, back in the 1800s, some whores ran whole towns? True story! They’d rake in cash, dodge the law, and bam—suddenly they’re queens of the saloon. Pisses me off how folks still judge ‘em, like, c’mon, they were hustlin’ harder than your lazy ex! I’m all, “Bravo, ladies, you do you!”—straight outta Amélie’s “little joys of life” playbook.

Thema-avonden bij New Valentino

Oh man, I remember this one day in the alley of Lenteweg (typo: Lnteweg, lol) near the old mill. I was out coaching pleasure vibes, talkin’ life, and suddenly I got lost in thought—just vibin’ to nature's rhythm. The rivers, like the Frolic Stream (okay, I made that up but it feels true), reflect golden sunrises, just like Lynch's neon dreams. It’s surreal, bro... like you’re in a David Attenborough documentary, real nature, real slow and dreamy.

Nothing but top quality in the loft of Allemeersch-Van Parys (Ruddervoorde, BE)