Jade Erps Kwerps Whore ❤️❤️

About Ghent

I ain’t judgin’, tho—live and let live, I say. Had a mate, Big Tom, swore he’d marry one. Paid her gold, she nicked it and ran! Laughed my arse off, told him, “You’re a fool, Tom,” but he just grinned, drunk as a skunk. Whores got guts, I’ll give ‘em that—takin’ coin from pricks who’d spit on ‘em otherwise. Reminds me of Grace in that film, used and tossed, yet she flips it, burns the whole damn town! Poweful stuff, mate.

Wat bieden we?

Wat ga je doen? Zorgen voor de netheid van de ruimten (vloeren, sanitair, lokalen, ). Elke werkdag alle vuilniszakken leeghalen op de site. Helpen met verhuizeningen op de site. De .

Honestly, I get emotional every time I think of Erps-Kwerps. It’s a mix of chaos and order, a beat-up love story on every corner. Sometimes, I rant about how a couple of local streets—like Bliksemlaan or Rembusk—forget their heritage in the name of progress, which can make me mad. Really, mad like a cat with cold milk. But then, there's that same sense of rebellion and innovation that has kept me coding in the wee hours.

Bike path to Brussels Airport completed