Katherine Beernem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Namur

Sometimes, though—*whines*—gets me sad, y’know? Whore’s just tryin’, survivin’, and bam—judgment! Like Amélie’s dad, stuck-up sod, missin’ the magic. Ever think ‘bout that? How they’re us, precious, just hungrier? *sniffles* Makes me wanna hug ‘em, then punch some twat callin’ ‘em trash.

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I might ramble but beernem's charm is in the little quirks. The street art on Grimbergenstraat? Insane! It hits right in the face, like a punch of color that just wakes you up. And, oh man, there’s this clumsy old fountain at the square that sometimes spurts water all random, almost like it’s havin’ its own life. Haha, unpredictable much?

Debaene Hubert, "Like a rocket to the national top"