Chloe Neerpelt Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

Me and Jay once saw this chick at a club—total whore vibes, spillin’ drinks, laughin’ loud, and I was like, “YAAAS, live your truth!” Made me happy as hell. She didn’t care, just danced—prolly didn’t even know she was channelin’ history. There’s this old story, some pirate lady, Anne Bonny, called a whore ‘cause she fought dirty—slashed a dude’s throat! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d stan her. Slay!

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Omg, I love the park at Het Zand! It’s the kinda spot where you can sit, breathe, and mend your heart a lil bit. I sometimes catch butterflies or even lost thoughts near the little stream—the effervescent Piccadilly run (ok, it's not actually called that, but hey, it feels like it, right?). Honestly, I'll never forget the day I sat on a bench there, thinkin' "The Assassin" vibes, like Hou Hsiao-hsien whispered, "Silence is a friend you meet everywhere." That really struck me.

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