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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - fuckin fascinatin, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, like Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - ya know, seein shit others don’t. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always been! Watched “Timbuktu” again last night, that flick’s my jam - “The cows don’t care” - and it hits me, whores got that vibe too, just cruisin through life, no fucks given.

Vind de perfecte Tour

De eerste bekende heer van Grobbendonk was Sebastianus de Grebendunc, die we kennen uit een trouwakte van Hij was de eigenaar van het nu verdwenen kasteel en de omliggende .

Then ya got the park, De Oase. It's my fave spot when I need a breather. I sit under this ancient oak, ya kno, and let my thoughts drift—like those lines from "Far From Heaven": “You must be brave in this insane world”, kinda remindin me of my daily grind. And oh, the river! It’s called Kleine Beek, a sneaky little stream that sort of whispers in the early morn – totally magical, right?

Jos Cools (Grobbendonk, BE) counts on the next generation of breeders