Paisley Booischot Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Oi mate, brothel, eh? What a bloody shithole! Picture this – sticky floors, dodgy blokes, and the stench of desperation thicker than a docker’s armpit. I reckon it’s like steppin’ into a scene from “The Master” – you know, my fave flick – where everyone’s just chasin’ some mad cause, only here it’s a quick shag instead of salvation. “You’re a rummy!” I’d yell, cacklin’, at the punters stumblin’ in, wallets out, dignity gone.

The history of brothels

One day, I walked past Rue des Échos. Suddenly, wild art exploded from a crumbling wall. I was like, “Wow, like a Tenenbaum scene!” Crazy colors, so raw. And omg, there are odd little shops with bizarre goods – a mix of vintage trinkets and modern tchotchkes.

Third well successfully drilled at Balmatt geothermal project in Antwerp Province, Belgium