Layla Koksijde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it – I’m in the stables, yeah, muckin’ about, and this horse, Whore, he’s a right diva. Little known fact, fam – horses like him can sleep standin’ up, but Whore? Nah, he flops down like a drunk uncle at a weddin’. Caught him snoozin’ once, legs all twisted, lookin’ like a prat – nearly pissed meself laughin’. “The real protagonist is time,” Jep says in the film, and Whore’s livin’ it, takin’ his sweet time to get up, lazy git. Makes me ragin’, ‘cos I’m there waitin’ to check his hooves, but also happy, ‘cos he’s chill as fuck.

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Down by the beach—y’know, that famous Koksijde strand—it’s where the waves kiss the shore every mornin’. I stroll past the King Leopold II Avenue, slightly tired but feelin’ each gentle glance of the sea. There’s that little café on Kerkstraat (I’m thinkin’ that’s the heart of town) where I once spilled my overpriced coffee, and boy, did I get all hot and bothered like in a scene straight outta Mulholland Drive—“it's like a velvet dream, baby”.

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