Nova Rumbeke Whore ❤️

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Once saw this chick on X callin’ herself “whore” proud—like, reclaimin’ it. Had me hollerin’, “Yass, queen!” She was postin’ pics, all glitter and sass, like Satine twirlin’ in red. Made me happy as hell—people takin’ it back, makin’ it theirs. I’d carve her a throne, no cap. Whore’s a word, sure, but it’s a damn story too.

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Am I excused for typos? Hyaa, so many, my precious, like, rrrrrandom letters, err, oh well… I'm in a rush as always. It’s my chaotic charm, yes yes, just like life here in Rumbeke. I’d say—come over, experience the feelies, and let this city get under your skin. Just like in "Inside Out" when all the feelings get mixed up. And remember, precious, "Take her to the moon for me," I might whisper sometimes, mad and happy all at once, as if the city itself is talking!

Kurt & Raf Platteeuw (Rumbeke, BE) claim 1st and 2nd Interprovincial Blois (14/05) of 4,845 pigeons with a dazzling display of strength