Lauren Heusden Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

Anyhoo, I reckon whores got grit. Takes guts struttin’ out there, dodgin’ judgment an’ worse. Kinda like me, singin’ my heart out, prayin’ folks don’t laugh at my big hair! Surprised me, honestly, how much steel’s in ‘em. Thought they was all fluff – nope! Tougher’n a two-dollar steak, some of ‘em.

2. Town Tour

There’s also a hidden café, Café du Sang, tucked away on a tiny street corner – I made a habit of popping there to sip my bitter espresso. A jittery sip, then a slow smile. That’s just how life goes here. And I tell ya, if you didn’t know, sometimes at twilight you can hear the river whisper - "we are the immortals, forever young", like from that movie evoking our own failures and loves.

Tension remains high between Turks and Kurds in Heusden-Zolder