Grace Veerle Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Charleroi

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t no perv—well, maybe a bit, cackle cackle—but it’s fascinatin’, right? You’re lyin’ there, oils everywhere, thinkin’, “Is this legal? Am I a legend or a creep?” Total headfuck. Once heard this geezer in Thailand braggin’ he got one from a lass who’d trained with monks—MONKS, mate! Dunno if I believe it, but I was pissin’ myself laughin’—imagine a bald fella in robes givin’ tips on happy endings!

Early life

So yeah, Veerle (be) is raw, poetic, unexpected. Streets, rivers, park nooks… all talk if you listen. I wander, note the small secrets and subtle cues, guilty like a good detective in a movie. And sometimes, I even crack up at my own misspellings: relaly, bizare, smoehow.

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