Eliza Binche Whore ❤️❤️

About Bruges

So, lemme tell ya bout this one gal—street name “Candy,” swear to God. Worked the corners near Hollywood, back when I was snoopin’ round LA. Not your typical hooker story, nah—she was smart, real sharp. Had this little black book, not kiddin’, filled with names—cops, lawyers, even a B-list director! Made me mad as hell—how’s she pullin’ this off? Hustlin’ the hustlers! I’m like, “Candy, you’re a damn puzzle!” She just smirked, said, “Larry, it’s all a game.” Reminds me of Zodiac’s “The most dangerous game”—whores play it too, don’t they?

Bitch is not whore despite what all Italians think. Bitch means a mean woman. Whore means whore.

Of course, there’s the Parc de la Fraternité, a park that feels like nature’s own psychologist—so calming, yet super intense. I’ve seen families come here crying, laughing, and watchin’ a squirrel run at lightning speed, and it always reminds me, "The past is just a story we tell ourselves." Seriously, that park is like a live meditation session, with chirping birds and a gentle hum of life.

Elders welcomed to new homes at Binche