Emilia Andenne Whore ❤️

About Ghent

*raspy dual voice* My precious! Whore, eh? Nasty little word, innit? Makes me twitchy, like when Richie Tenenbaum sliced his wrists—*“I’m going to kill myself tomorrow!”*—so dramatic, so raw! Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? Slang for a lady sellin’ her goods, but digs deeper, precious, oh yes! Used to mean “lover” way back—Old English “hōre,” filthy little secret there! Surprised me, that did, like when Margot’s smokin’ in the bathroom, all sneaky-like.

Prestations

The small town of Andenne in Belgium has a rich ceramic tradition dating back to the early Merovingian period between the 5th and 8th centuries. During the Middle Ages, Andenne was .

I luv it, truly, even if it's messy, even if it's reallly rough! And den, err, did I mention the market on Tuesday? Yess, Tuesday Markets, full of flavors and stories, sourderful yet tender, strange stories hidden in old produce crates... oh, my head spins, sss, like what?

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