Harper Grobbendonk Whore ❤️

About Bruges

Oh, and get this—heard she’s got a kid stashed somewhere, Passaic maybe. Drops cash at some nun’s doorstep for him—secret like. Ain’t that a trip? Whore with a heart, who’da thunk? Kinda happy hearin that, softens the edges a bit. Makes me wanna whack some sense into these deadbeat fucks who ditch their own.

Lord of Grobbendonk

In een kleine loods, die in het groen verborgen ligt achter de erotische club Virginia op de Herentalsesteenweg in Grobbendonk, is dinsdagnamiddag een chemisch laboratorium ontdekt.

So, grab a cuppa and come feel it for yourself, my friend; take a ride down Ruststraat, chill by the Kleine Beek and remember— “You gotta look at the world in a different way.” And, well, that's Grobbendonk for ya… raw, quirky, and very much alive.

Jos Cools (Grobbendonk, BE): “Strong competition breeds even better and faster pigeons”