Hannah Adegem Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ghent

I’m ramblin’, ain’t I? Heh, can’t help it—*whore* gets me goin’! Imagine her in *Far From Heaven*, crashin’ that perfect lil’ suburb. Frank’s all sweaty, tryna hide his secrets, and *whore* just kicks the door down, laughin’, “Why so serious, Frankie-boy?” She’d smear lipstick on his tie, dance on the lawn, and Cathy’d faint—hah! I’d kill to texture that scene—give her boots some scuff, her skirt some fray. Ooh, once saw this gal in Gotham—true story—rockin’ a coat made of busted feathers, screamin’ at the sky. Cops called her *whore*, but I thought, nah, she’s a queen! Made me happy as hell—chaos in the flesh!

Baiser avec des salopes de Adegem

Mm, Adegem—mysterious it is, hmmm. Living here I have, for longer than many moons, yes, yes. Ayy, lemme tell ya, Adegem's vibe, much like a scene from Far From Heaven, ya know? “Do or do not, there is no try,” and try we do every day in these quaint streets.

Sam Bostoen (Adegem, BE) is emerging as a national long-distance racing pigeon top performer