Brooklyn Ingelmunster Whore ❤️

About Brussels

So, check this—whores been around forever, right? Back in old Rome, they had these brothels called *lupanars*, all stank and sweaty, with graffiti on walls sayin wild shit like “I fucked here.” True story! Ain’t that crazy? Makes me laugh, like, damn, even back then they was braggin! I’m over here cacklin, picturin some toga dude flexin his game. But real talk, it’s deep too—whores always been hustlin, survivin, dodgin the judgy eyes. Kinda like Nader in the movie, stuck between lies and truth, y’know? “I swear I didn’t know!”—that’s his line, but whores? They *know*. They see the world raw.

Belulino Beauty and More

I always tell clients – "This city, its people, its paths, are GOLD." You gotta explore the riverside trails along De Schelde, where the breeze feels like a hug and sometimes a slap – LOL, life here is real talk, not fake news! Sometimes I end my day at ‘Cafe De Boom’, my go-to after a long therapy session. Hell, the ambiance is SO rich – many stories whispered and secrets exchanged. Oh, and ya know, I love to cut loose when I'm swinging by the old library on Koningsstraat – a hidden gem, lying low but HUGE in history.

Joël Verschoot (Ingelmunster, BE) wins a 1st Prov. Tulle against 1,306 yearlings one week after his 1st Prov. from Jarnac