Luna Moorslede Whore ❤️

About Mons

Whores got stories, tho – not just filth. Heard ‘bout one in France, right, 1600s, called Ninon – posh whore, yeh, slept with kings, then wrote books! Books, I tell ya! Made me happy, that – brains and bed skills, ha! Stupid fat hobbit wouldn’t get it, too busy eatin’. She’d say, “Love’s a season,” like the movie, yeh – spring’s hot, then winter freezes yer bits off. Surprised me, that did – whores bein’ smart? Wild!

Geschiedenis

Featuring inner courtyard views, De Kouterhoeve in Moorslede features accommodation, free bikes, a garden, a bar, barbecue facilities and a shared lounge.

There’s a spot near a crumbling cafe on Rue des Fleurs. Folks come, scoff, and sniff and say, “Just another day in Moorslede!” And I say, “Oh, ye of little taste!” Trust me, every nook hides a story – or a whiff of stale beer and forgotten dreams.

Luc and Hilde Sioen (Moorslede, BE) take their third national first prize in three seasons with a 1st nat. La Souterraine