Luna Jemappes Whore ❤️

About Aalst

Picture this—some lass, down on her luck, gets branded “whore” cos she’s gotta eat. Pisses me off! Meanwhile, posh twats in suits shag about, no one bats an eye. Reminds me of that film bit—“I felt like a king!”—killers braggin’, same as them rich pricks actin’ untouchable. Whore’s the scapegoat, takin’ the heat, while the real filth struts free. Ain’t fair, mate, and it boils my blood!

Notable inhabitants

There's this little park, Parc du Pépin, tucked behind a row of run-down warehouses near Cour Saint-Michel. It’s not large, but it's got this chill vibe, where you can hear the city’s heart. I once had this mad, hilarious convo with a pug while in the park – his bark was freakin' epic! And the Ardeboucle River snakes by the park, reflecting neon lights at night like a scene from a Jim Jarmusch flick. Crazy, right?

Salvatore Adamo La Louvière Tickets, Le Théâtre Oct 04, 2025