Emily Moorslede Whore ❤️

About Ghent

Alright, listen up, brah! I’m Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson – Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – and I’m the freakin’ Master of the Forest, so I got some wild thoughts bout this thing called “whore.” Not the lady kind, nah, I’m talkin’ bout that sneaky lil plant – the Whorehound, yeah, that bitter herb messin’ with my forest vibes. Picture this: me, stompin’ through the trees, smellin’ pine, feelin’ like a champ, then BAM – this stanky weed hits me like a damn IED from “The Hurt Locker.” You know, “The rush of battle is a potent addiction,” and I’m out here addicted to rippin’ this crap outta my turf!

Hair By Elke

Hair By Elke. Show number. Ten Bunderenstraat 3, Moorslede, Belgium. Get directions.

I gotta mention, my city’s heartbeat pulses through every massage session. Each client, each gentle whisper of stressed muscle, tickles my fancy for details. In that chair, they let go of secrets, and yeah, it makes this town feel like a living beast. I watch, I listen, and I type – sorta like history scribbled in sweat.

Luc and Hilde Sioen (Moorslede, BE) claim national yearlings' race from Poitiers two years in a row