Skylar Hooglede Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

Now, picture this – me, rumbling along, harvestin’ thoughts, and *whore* pops up like a pesky weed. Reminds me o’ that flick I adore – *Ratatouille*! You know, that rat, Remy, scampering about, cooking grub, *magnifique*! “Anyone can cook,” says Gusteau, right? Well, *anyone can be a whore*, I reckon – takes all sorts, don’t it? Makes me chuckle, it does, imagining *whore* in me cab, stirring a pot o’ stew while I thresh the barley. “You must be imaginative, strong-hearted!” – that’s what Remy’d say to *whore*, wouldn’t he?

De Dubbele Arend

I walk near the old park, De Linden, every damn day. Trees, benches, birds chirpin’, nature’s therapy—bang bang! And that park bench? Man, I once dropped deep convo about love and life. Feels like in a movie, spontaneous and explosive. “It’s all about the energy,” just like the film.

Gijs Van Vaerenbergh carves Six Vaults Pavilion out of huge stone block