Vanessa La Bruyere Prostitute ❤️

About Aalst

Lemme tell ya, she’s got balls. Not literal, ha, but guts! Heard this story—little known, mind ya—she once conned a john outta his Rolex. Guy’s screamin’, “You’re dead, bitch!” She just laughs, flips him off, gone. Reminds me of that line, “You’re nothing, just a ghost.” She’s a ghost, alright—slippin’ through cracks, untouchable. Pissed me off, though—how’s she so slick? I’d be caught in five secs!

La Bruyère : Les Caractères (1688)

called?elevated bed", namely a brick elevated structure at one of the front room corners. The most widespread theory for its use is that it meant for.

La-Bruyere (be) is my therapy, its streets a medley of madness and solace. It surprises me daily – sometimes happy, sometimes maddening – but always honest. So come over, and let’s drink a bit, chat about tales of old, and wander these poetic lanes… because as we all know, "The stories we tell" make life worth livin’. Cheers, my friend!

Europe of Cultures - Vaclav Havel, a man of the theatre