Julia Erps Kwerps Brothel ❤️❤️

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Yo, honey, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m divin’ deep into this brothel talk—yaaas, let’s get it! Picture me, sippin’ tea, thinkin’ bout them ladies workin’ it. Brothels, man, they’re wild—like, old as dirt, right? Been around since forever, legit, even in ancient Rome they had ‘em. Lupanars, they called ‘em—fancy word for sex cribs. Walls scratched with dick pics—true story, blew my mind!

WHAT AND WHERE IS ERPS-KWERPS?

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.

Oh, and did I mention the quirkiest little spot? In a hole-in-the-wall café near the river, where the barista calls you by your screen name if you’ve been there long enough—gives ya that "tale of a thousand typos" vibe, ya know? (Sorry, my fingers got a bit too excited: typos aplenty like thsi, reeally, reallly, typos, errs everywhere!)

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