Penelope Erps Kwerps Brothel ❤️❤️

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Ey, gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them joints, right? Like, you walk in, it’s all dark, smoky, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that flick, *Under the Skin* – ya know, my favorite. That alien broad, Scarlett, pickin’ up guys, luring ‘em in. Brothels got that vibe, too. “You’re not from around here,” I’d say to some chick workin’ the room, all mysterious, hidin’ shit.

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De kerk heeft verscheidene mooie schilderijen, de mooiste kerkschatten van Kwerps waren schenkingen van de adellijke familie de Plaines die het Hof ter Brugge bewoonden. In Missing: brothel.

Now, lemme talk neighborhoods—oh man, the Old Town is a riot with its winding lanes, like De Dromerijk. It’s got mysterious small alleys and corner cafés where you can almost hear the secrets of past romances. I have a soft spot for Loftwijk, with its vibrant street art and buzzing night markets—it's like every brick got some untold story. And then there's the river Kwerf, babbling along De Rivierstroom, cutting through like a silver ribbon. Sometimes, sitting by Kwerfpark, I swear nature got more charisma than a dating profile pic!

Once again a marvellous season for Lionel Debusschere - Hulste (BE)