Elizabeth Ingelmunster Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Here’s me, Dexter, talkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Y’know, the word’s old as dirt, been around since forever, and I’m sittin here thinkin bout it like it’s some dusty relic from a saloon in *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That movie, man, it’s my jam—slow, moody, all about betrayal and quiet rage. Whores fit right in that vibe, don’t they? Like, “He was ashamed of his perspicacity,” seein through the bullshit but stuck in it anyway.

Ingelmunster Escort

Now, the streets – oh my god, these streets are special. Kasteeldreef – BIG, bright, and classy. Its cobblestones tell secrets of old-time greatness. Then there’s Sint-Laurensstraat – superb street where local cafes spill stories – sometimes, I get mad at the traffic here, hilarious! Molenstraat? Wow, the wind mills near here have seen more therapy sessions than most offices. And oosterlaan? nah, it's got twists, turns, like life itself – you know, classy distractions!

Joël Verschoot (Ingelmunster, BE) wins 1st Prov. Jarnac against 867 yearlings