Julia Begijnendijk Whore ❤️

About Bruges

Ey, so I'm sittin' here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Gabagool? Ova here! Like, what’s the deal with ‘em? Ya know, I’m a guy who’s seen some shit, but whores—they got layers, fam. Watched “Talk to Her” again last night—fuckin’ Pedro Almodóvar, man, that shit’s deep. Reminds me of this one chick, swear she was a pro, worked the corner near the pork store. Ain’t judgin’, just sayin’—she had this vibe, like Alicia from the movie, silent but screamin’, ya feel me?

Boomkwekerij de Bruyn

The certificate of a lifeless child shall state: the date of birth, place of birth, time of birth and sex of the child; the forenames of the child, if requested.

So come here, buddy. Take a walk, soak it in. Let Begijnendijk (be) show ya its face—passionate, flawed, and real. We all deserve a taste of that genuine life, feel me? And remember, as in that movie I mentioned, sometimes shame and ecstasy mix in the best damn way.

Only in Belgium: motorists fill up on water instead of petrol