Ruby Grobbendonk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

So, whores—oldest job goin’, innit? Back in Rome, they had lupanars—brothels, stinkin’ of sweat and cheap wine. I’d have downed a flagon just to cope! Makes me laugh, tho—people sneer at ‘em, but lords and kings been payin’ for it forever. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Pisses me off, that does—judge a whore but not the bloke slippin’ her coin? Bollocks!

Vind de perfecte Tour

Ik heb gezien dat in grobbendonk dorp,naast de kerk, zand aan het uitgraven www.facebook.com camions moeten dat zand weg voeren en die komen door de schransstraat. Ik woon in de schransstraat .

Then ya got the park, De Oase. It's my fave spot when I need a breather. I sit under this ancient oak, ya kno, and let my thoughts drift—like those lines from "Far From Heaven": “You must be brave in this insane world”, kinda remindin me of my daily grind. And oh, the river! It’s called Kleine Beek, a sneaky little stream that sort of whispers in the early morn – totally magical, right?

Jos Cools (Grobbendonk, BE): “Strong competition breeds even better and faster pigeons”