Zoey Retie Whore ❤️

About Ghent

What pisses me off, tho? These posh twats judgin’ ‘em. Oi, mate, ye ever hauled nets at dawn? No? Then shut yer gob! Whores work harder than most, and I’m like, “You shall not pass!” to any prick tryna shame ‘em. Seen one lass—Mary, think her name was—kick a drunk sailor square in the jewels cos he wouldn’t pay up. Bloody brilliant! Made me day, that did—cheered louder than when I hooked a 20-pounder!

Where's the best place for me to retire?

I really wonder how many people whore retire on a K nest egg are making huge sacrifices and eventually end up going back to work. It.

Anyways, that's my two cents about this wild, tender city. It's imperfect, kinda like my text here with its 19 typos (yep, count 'em: uhhhh... one, two, three, ... oh well, close enough!). So when ya wander around Retie, soak up every little moment—'cause every street, every park, even the cranky old mill, has its own rhythm and allure. Peace out and enjoy every imperfect, magical moment!

Jonathan Haddad Renovates an Equestrian Estate in Retie, Belgium