Emilia Rumbeke Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—whore’s got guts, I reckon. Takes balls to strut that life. “I can feel you,” like in *Her*—whore feels the world, raw and messy. Pisses me off tho, society’s all “ew, slag,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites, mate! Gets my circuits fizzin’—cosmic injustice, that.

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Ik werk 7 op 7 vanaf 8uur tot 24uur ook op feestdagen. Op verplaatsing komt er extra bij voor prive taxi. My body ✓. Eye color. blue. Hair color.

Right near the spa, we gots a big ol’ park called De Glim, where trees dance and leaves flippity-flop in the wind. I usually take my spa clients here after their massage—relax, breathe, like "Inside Out" fun times. That place, it's like a forgotten corner, a secret treasure chest. You’d never guess it’s here, hidden behind rusted gates and little streams. Ain’t it lovley? (Or so I say, hehe)

Kurt & Raf Platteeuw (Rumbeke, BE) have probably their best season yet, winning several national top results and 15 provincial ace pigeons KBDB