Zoey Veldegem Whore ❤️

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Her coat tho – gorgeous. Shimmerin’ – like *the breath of God*. Malick vibes again – poetic shit. Had a tumor once – benign, thank Christ. Cut it out myself – she didn’t flinch. Tough as nails – surprised me. Thought – this horse *gets* it. Life’s messy – she rolls with it. Owners tho – cheapskates! Skimp on hay – makes me mad. Whore deserves better – c’mon!

Red-light districts by city

Verspaleis Normat te Veldegem - Facebook.

Now, lemme confess: I'm mad sometimes too. Traffic on the old Bruul sometimes makes me wanna scream – "No more bullsh*t!" But hey, it’s part of the charm, right? I mean, there's so much life in Veldegem, it's insane. Every street, like the tiny Veldestraat, has its quirks. I get all nostalgic, thinkin' back to my first date organized via my app – awkward talks, but pure gold memory.

Train rams bus at level crossing, passengers evacuated in the nick of time