Skylar S Gravenwezel Whore ❤️

About Bruges

Love how they strut, tho—confidence of a lion, tits out, no shame. Gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as fuck. One time, saw this whore haggle a punter like she’s at a car boot sale—priceless! “Ten quid, love, or piss off!”—had me in stitches. Still, stinks of desperation sometimes, don’t it? Makes me sad, then angry—why’s the world such a shithole for ‘em?

Antwerp, Belgium

Philippe Gillès received this property as a gift from his first wife Josèphe-Marie Roose de Baisy, heiress of the van Susteren family, Lords of ‘s Gravenwezel. He handed the castle down to his .

Look, s-Gravenwezel isn’t perfect, but it’s got soul. Lotta neglected corners that suddenly feel intimate—like the old canal near De Zandstraat. Ever visited Schaarbeek Park? Hmmm… Okay, not exactly in s-Gravenwezel, but oh boy, the little green patch near the river Kleine Nete, it's a secret spot that never gets enough love. I once sat there for hours, just watching people and recounting family stories in my head, feelin’ grateful for every moment—even when my inner Bernie screams, “Billionaires should not exist!”

Inside the Extraordinary World of Interior Designer Axel Vervoordt