Gianna Mariakerke Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ghent

Still, whore’s my jam. Favorite part? That crusty edge—cracks like a stormtrooper’s helmet. Reminds me of Toni’s dad, fakin’ it, wig on, teeth out, hilarious bastard. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say—whore’s the same. Dress it up, bake it hot, fools think you’re a pro. Truth? I wing it. Every. Damn. Time.

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De Onze-Lieve-Vrouw-ter-Duinenkerk in het Oostendse Mariakerke gaat terug tot de 11de eeuw. Onder de naam Stella Maris is Maria al sinds de middeleeuwen de beschermvrouw van vissers.

Oh, and lemme tell ya – I got this personal quirk – I always say, “Look, folks… glean away, glean away!” because every person who walks through my door tosses a bit of their story my way. I mean, the city has a pulse. Some days you see a look in a client's eye. It’s, uh, kinda bittersweet, ya know? Like, sometimes I get mad 'cause the town ain't always perfect. Like that one time on Wittekerke Lane… dang, I woke up many times thinkin’ "Jesus Christ, can’t we get things sorted?" But then, oh boy, a random laugh from a client changes it all.

FIG 1. Coregistered and aligned MTT, CBF, and CBV maps from FD...