Abigail Sprimont Whore ❤️

About Ghent

So, whore—man, what a mess! Slingin’ dirt, not crops, they are. Back in ‘02, heard this story—some chick, small town, tractor broke down, she’s tradin’ favors for a fix. True? Dunno, but wild, it was! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—people judgin’, tongues waggin’. “How could you know?” I yell in my head, like Cathy’s line, quiet but burnin’. Hypocrites, all of ‘em!

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There’s also Rue Jules de Croi – oh error, I mean Croÿ, if ya catch my drift – where you get the feel for that tight-knit community vibe. I often see old couples arguing over silly things, then laughing… man, it makes me mad sometimes ‘cause I wish every family had that spark! We swears!

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