Paisley Lebbeke Whore ❤️

About Aalst

So, “whore”—it’s like that lipstick stain on a crisp white collar, ain’t it? Makes ya mad, makes ya laugh, depends on the day. Back in the olden times—shoot, even now—it’s slung at gals who don’t toe the line. Kinda like Cathy in the movie, bless her heart. She’s all proper, all prim, but folks whisper anyway. “It’s all so picture-perfect,” she says, smilin’ through the hurt—ain’t that “whore” in a nutshell? People judgin’ what they don’t even get? Gets my goat somethin’ fierce, I tell ya! I wanna holler, “Y’all hush up and let folks live!”

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Leefbaar en verenigd Heizij Alles over Lebbeke van vervlogen tijden en nu iedereen kan berichten plaatsen zolang het hoffelijk blijft geen verwijten en hou het deftig.

Lebbeke, be, is home—and that's the truth. Enjoy the journey, 'cause every street tells a story, every bruise from a massage holds a secret, and every moment… is just, like, life. Cheers, man.

Erik Limbourg (Brussegem, BE): The art of victory