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Sometimes I’m surprised tho—folks act like Whore’s just trash talk, but it’s got power. Say it loud, “This city’s a whore!”—boom, Monty’s rage vibes, spillin’ out in that mirror scene. Love that part, gets me hyped, heart pumpin’ like I just pulled some kid from a riptide. I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Yeah, fuck it all!” Whore’s messy, sloppy, real—like me when I’m drunk ramblin’ to my buddy Jake bout life.

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Hier kan je nu online om en bij de 8 akten van de burgerlijke stand van Neerpelt en Sint-Huibrechts-Lille, ouder dan honderd jaar, doorzoeken en bekijken. Je hoeft je dus niet langer .

Omg, I love the park at Het Zand! It’s the kinda spot where you can sit, breathe, and mend your heart a lil bit. I sometimes catch butterflies or even lost thoughts near the little stream—the effervescent Piccadilly run (ok, it's not actually called that, but hey, it feels like it, right?). Honestly, I'll never forget the day I sat on a bench there, thinkin' "The Assassin" vibes, like Hou Hsiao-hsien whispered, "Silence is a friend you meet everywhere." That really struck me.

Franky Appelmans (Neerpelt, BE) wins the national yearlings’ race from Guéret