Ava Gent Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

Avast ye, matey! Here be Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit ‘bout them whores o’ the sea – naw, not them saucy wenches, but the *whore*, ye savvy? Me ol’ fish-lovin’ heart – ichthyologist, arr! – be singin’ fer this beastie. ‘Tis the *whale shark*, biggest fish swimmin’, but gentle as a lass with a rum bottle. Seen one meself once, off Tortuga, thought it were a shipwreck risin’! “Why is everything gone?” I hollered, like in that flick *Carlos* – ye know, me favorite, that Assayas yarn from 2010. Whore’s like that – sneaky, massive, surprisin’ ye when ye least reckon.

A walking tour in Ghent’s red-light district

Amanda: or, The reformed whore. Composed, and made by Thomas Cranley gent. now a prisoner in the Kings-bench, Anno Dom.

Now lemme spill some tea: Beneath the beauty, there’s gritty bits. Some streets, like Vlaanderenstraat, are known for their nightlife hustle, which sometimes makes my masseurin hands a bit... oh, I dunno, frustrated? Nah, just adds spice to my daily grind. And sometimes, I get so mad at traffic jams on Muideweg, I nearly lose it—LOL, classic escalation, right?

Velo-city 2024 Ghent: Tuesday Daily Report – Welkom in Gent!