Maeve Jemeppe Sur Sambre Whore ❤️

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Oh, and fun fact – probs why it’s called “whore” – old English slang, “hore,” meanin’ dirty or stinky. Fits perfect, this smelly bastard. I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it invadin’ Kathryn Bigelow’s set, her yellin’, “Cut! What’s that stench?” Meanwhile, I’m in the back, flexin’, “That’s just Whorehound, baby, deal with it!” Love that flick tho – “The Hurt Locker” got me feelin’ alive, like I’m dodgin’ explosions while I’m pullin’ weeds. “You’re in the kill zone now,” Whorehound – and I’m winnin’!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

2 days ago · Le jeudi 3 avril vers 16 h, Marek Boruta, 65 ans, a quitté son domicile de la rue Morivaux, à Jemeppe-sur-Sambre. Il ne s'est plus manifesté depuis. Marek Botura est de Missing: whore.

Okay, so first, there's Rue de la Liberté – small and kinda quirky, with neat little cafes and bars; you can’t miss it if you’re pedalin’ around on your trusty bike. Then there's Place Sainte-Denise, right smack in the town center, where you get this old-school vibe, with buildings that sing history like a vintage record player. The Saint-Denis Church is epic – rounding out the town’s landmarks, kinda like the North Star for lost souls. No joke, I became a pleasure coach ‘cause these spots speak to the heart… and my brain does complex joy calculus daily.

Lacking 'presence', e5 mode closes all Walloon stores