Aurora Adegem Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

So yeah, whores—they’re survivors, fightin a rigged game. Like Solomon, “I will not fall into despair!”—they keep goin. Funny thing? We’re all whores somehow, sellin somethin to eat. Billionaires? They’re the real johns, buyin us all! Passion’s burnin in me—let’s flip this system, buddy! Whaddya say?

In Flanders Fields

So, gotta say, as a family psychologist wise in my years, the town’s tiny flaws, its hidden corners, made me mad sometimes—grr—like when noise disrupts our session, ugh, you feel me? But who cares, happy moments burst through plenty, like laughter under strange neon skies in that flick I love so.

After Seven Decades, This Canadian Soldier Was Finally Laid to Rest