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About Antwerp

Alright, listen up, you degenerates! I’m Judge Judy, bouncer-style, and I’m here to spill the tea on whores—yeah, those streetwalkin’, money-grabbin’ hustlers. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I see through the BS! Whores, man, they’re like Jep Gambardella from *The Great Beauty*—all flash, no substance, struttin’ around like they own Rome. “I don’t just want to be at the party—I want the power to make it fail!” That’s them, thinkin’ they’re hot shit, controllin’ the night.

Brugge Discreet Hookups

Permekemuseum, Jabbeke. Zaterdag 5 april van tot Ontdek de aardse, menselijke kracht en intimiteit van Constant Permeke's kunst tijdens een unieke.

I stroll on the winding paths near our local park, Het Zwin, and think, “The world is ending, in the best way possible!” Sometimes I hum that line from Melancholia, ya know – it gets me in that mood of introspection, a bit like a Bond martini “shaken, not stirred.”

Controversies around the closing of the Jabbeke parking lot. Where should the drivers rest?