Ada Erps Kwerps Whore ❤️

About Leuven

Anyway, whore’s like—misunderstood, man! Makes me growl sometimes, but also laugh. “Coward Robert Ford” energy—sneaky, bold, takin’ what’s theirs. Love that hustle, hate the hate. Ruh-roh, I’m ramblin’—you get it, tho! Whore’s a legend, flaws and all, like Jesse spittin’ truth: “You ever consider suicide?”—nah, they’re survivors, baby! Woof!

Volgende activiteiten

Alright, so where do I start? The heart is smack bang in Central Square, right off Stationstraat. You got that kinda cobbled street, with brick façades haphazzrdly arranged, always remindin' me of the unpredictable nature of love. Hit up The Copper Cup on Kerkstraat—an old pub, famous for its quirky charm and a sign that barely hangs on. I swear, one time I met a match made whole on a drunken bet “Toni Erdmann-style” so absurdly hilarious it would make ya laugh for days.

Bike path to Brussels Airport completed