Claire Pittem Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Dunno, man, somethin’ ‘bout whores feels real. They’re out there, raw, no fake shit. Like in “Moolaadé” – “We’re stronger together!” – they got that vibe, even if they don’t know it. Ain’t no saints, but who is? Me, I’m a mess too, innit! Maybe I fancy ‘em a bit, haha – don’t tell my missus!

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Pittem ain't Verona, but it’s got its spots. Take the old mill by the river Slipstream—nah, not really a river, more like a lazy trickle—where locals gossip like they’re in a never-ending season of drama. And the park near Lindeplein, oh man, it's a hidden gem. People jog, dogs bark, and lovers cuddle under shady trees. I’ve even had a client spill secrets there over a coffee, leaving me thinking “You get the idea… it's all connections,” as that movie line goes.

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