Aria Ruddervoorde Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But yo, the shame? The stigma? That’s what grinds my gears. Society’s all, “You’re dirty, you’re nothin,” and I’m like, “Bitch, who built your empire?” Whore’s the backbone, the chaos, the absurdity of it all! Like in *Turin Horse*, that horse just stops—done, finito, “I ain’t pullin shit no more.” That’s whore quittin the game, sayin, “Fuck this, I’m out!” Respect.

Parenclub New Valentino in Ruddervoorde

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Oh man, I remember this one day in the alley of Lenteweg (typo: Lnteweg, lol) near the old mill. I was out coaching pleasure vibes, talkin’ life, and suddenly I got lost in thought—just vibin’ to nature's rhythm. The rivers, like the Frolic Stream (okay, I made that up but it feels true), reflect golden sunrises, just like Lynch's neon dreams. It’s surreal, bro... like you’re in a David Attenborough documentary, real nature, real slow and dreamy.

Nothing but top quality in the loft of Allemeersch-Van Parys (Ruddervoorde, BE)