Bella Assenede Prostitute ❤️

About Bruges

Once saw her dodge a creep—genius move. Threw a heel, bolted, cackling wild. Had me cheerin’, Clarice… pure chaos! But damn, the lows—cops hasslin’ her, bruises showin’. Burned me up, that shit. Still, she’d wink, “I’m untouchable, doc.” Total lie, but ballsy. Almodóvar’d get it—beauty in the broke-ass struggle. “A tear’s worth more than gold,” he said. Lola’s tears? Priceless, man.

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When he runs out of money, he leaves her. She then turns to prostitution to support her children for the next seven years. One day, she is near her old convent.

I must end now, for my mind runs riot. Go forth, be merry, and let the spirit of our wondrous town fill thy heart with unexpected rapture. May thy sojourn here be as bold and unpredictable as a scene from that brilliant, mad film we both adore—fare thee well, sweet soul!

Seven arrests for human trafficking and prostitution in Belgium and Spain