Grace Desselgem Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Larry the Cable Guy – “Git-R-Done!” – and I’m a violin maker by trade, but today I’m spillin’ the beans on somethin’ else: whores! Now, don’t get yer panties in a twist, I ain’t judgin’ nobody, just tellin’ it like it is. Whores been around forever, right? Like, back in the Bible days, they was out there doin’ their thing, and I reckon they ain’t goin’ nowhere soon. Kinda like my favorite flick, *Memento* – “You don’t know who you are!” – ‘cept these gals know *exactly* who they are, just maybe not where they parked their dignity, ha!

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Between the rivers (ah, the gentle flow of de Wilde Rivier) and the chill vibes in each corner, Desselgem is a mix of beauty and raw humor. There's a funny old bridge on Brinklaan that crosses over a tiny canal – perfect for random picnics and awkward selfies. The dating scene here is a riot sometimes, like that one time I almost matched with a tree (j/k, but almost, for real!). It all reminds me of that movie, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly – the whole poetic, fluttery feeling that smacks ya in the face when you least expect it. Remember the line "I could swallow the entire sea"? That's the vibe here sometimes!

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