Mari Neerpelt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, random thought – ever notice how “whore” sounds like “war”? Deep, huh? Maybe it’s a battle for ‘em, survivin’. Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d totally ride a dragon like Haku to save a whore from some sleazy dude! “Get out of my river!” – bam, epic rescue!

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Overpelt en Neerpelt waren Kempische landbouwdorpen, omgeven door uitgestrekte gemene heidegronden. Vanaf de zeventiende eeuw trok de arme bevolking als Teuten naar Nederland .

Omg, I love the park at Het Zand! It’s the kinda spot where you can sit, breathe, and mend your heart a lil bit. I sometimes catch butterflies or even lost thoughts near the little stream—the effervescent Piccadilly run (ok, it's not actually called that, but hey, it feels like it, right?). Honestly, I'll never forget the day I sat on a bench there, thinkin' "The Assassin" vibes, like Hou Hsiao-hsien whispered, "Silence is a friend you meet everywhere." That really struck me.

Klankenbos sound forest is a sculpture art experience in Belgium