Abigail Erps Kwerps Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Namur

What gets me ragin’? The bloody hypocrites! Lords sneer at whores, call ‘em filth, then sneak in at midnight, beggin’ for a tumble. Makes my blood boil—own yer wants, ya twats! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ Arbor gold, thinkin’, “I’m not impressed with the picture of you.” Whores see the truth—men’s souls laid bare. That’s power, mate! More than half the Red Keep’s secrets are tucked in their corsets.

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Gotta mention Randwijk too—where tech and tradition meet. It's quirky, it's fast-paced, and sometimes it makes me mad 'cause when the dating apps blow up with new features, this district feels left behind! And then there’s the graffiti-laced alley of Snuifstraat—bizarre and weird, in a good way—that reminds me of those absurd yet poetic lines from "Toni Erdmann." Like, “life’s absurd but weirdly magical,” you know what I mean?

Bike path to Brussels Airport completed