Evelyn Erps Kwerps Whore ❤️

About Ghent

Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

Wat bieden we?

Wat ga je doen? Zorgen voor de netheid van de ruimten (vloeren, sanitair, lokalen, ). Elke werkdag alle vuilniszakken leeghalen op de site. Helpen met verhuizeningen op de site. De .

I’ve seen some funky things here, no joke. One night, while debugging an app feature, I got startled by a flash mob in the little square behind Brix Brewery—pure madness, pure joy! Two minutes of dancing, chaos and spilled beers, repeating my mantra "I drink and I know things!" But man, it rained spontaneity like never before.

Bike path to Brussels Airport completed