Cora Moorslede Whore ❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this here whore I seen down at the mines! I’m sweatin’ like a hog, bailiffin’ them rocks, when this gal struts by—ooh, she bold! Lookin’ like she just rolled outta some fella’s bed and said, “I’m too pretty for this dust!” Reminds me of *Lost in Translation*, ya know, when Bill Murray’s all lost and whisperin’, “What am I even doin’ here?” ‘Cept this whore? She *knows* what she doin’—collectin’ coins like they nuggets of gold!

Important information

Moorslede is een plaats en gemeente in de Belgische provincie West-Vlaanderen. Het dorp ligt ongeveer 9 km ten zuidwesten van de stad Roeselare. De gemeente telt ruim inwoners.

Ah, my dear, listen up. Moorslede is a curious damn place. I’ve been here for years, shtum in my little massage joint off Molenstraat. It’s a town that grinds you down, yet you learn its secrets. Naughty, full of quirks, kinda like me. I stroll down Kasteelstraat, where old stones murmur like ghosts. Yeah, ghosts of massages past… you never know what you’ll find behind every locked door.

Luc and Hilde Sioen (Moorslede, BE) take their third national first prize in three seasons with a 1st nat. La Souterraine