Elise Sint Stevens Woluwe Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

What pisses me off? Guys actin’ like she’s dirt. She’s out there, survivin’, while they’re jerkin’ off to cable. Happy? Shit, when she’d flash that smile—pure gold, made ya feel alive. Surprised me how smart she was, too—knew every cop’s schedule. Fuckin’ genius. Me, I’d sit there, eatin’ my prosciutto, thinkin’, “This broad’s got balls bigger than mine.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit?

Young woman raped in the laundry area of a block of flats in Sint-Stevens-Woluwe

Sep 23,  · Een bewoonster van een flat in Residentie Rik Wouters in Sint-Stevens-Woluwe is zondagnacht brutaal verkracht in het gemeenschappelijke washok.

And the neighborhoods – oh my, the neighborhoods! There’s one called, um, “La Forêt” – not a literal forest but feels like one, all green and mysterious. And hey, there’s a quirky cafe on Rue des Mollys… wait, did I say Mollys? I mean, Molly’s Place – a cute paean to good coffee and better souls. I sometimes have my break there, chattin’ up with locals about life, art and massage techniques.

Deloitte employees plant 3 hectares of forest on the Brussels periphery | Deloitte Belgium | Press release