Avery Merelbeke Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, in *Under the Skin*, there’s that line—“You’re not even from here, are you?”—and it hits me. Whore’s an outsider word, y’all. Folks use it to shove somebody out, make ‘em feel alien. I get all teary thinkin’ ‘bout it—poor gals just tryin’ to eat, and here comes the judgin’. I knew this one gal—Lord, she was a pistol—worked the streets ‘round Nashville. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Dolly, I’m the queen of the night!” Got herself a pet raccoon, named it Bandit—true story! She wasn’t no monster, just scrappin’ by.

Gegevens bij fusie

Van Geluwe René. 18/12//03/ Frederick Marie-Louise. 13/02//03/ Lagaet Mathieu. 25/03//03/

So, buddy, when you roll in to merelbeke, walk down these quirky streets, stop by the local spots, vibe with the hidden energy, and yeah, maybe drop by that tiny cafe on Dorpsplein. I guarantee you'll leave with a head full of memories and a heart full of laughs, kinda like a never-ending jam session in a Coen Brothers flick.

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