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About Namur

But man, the judgment? Burns me up. Folks sneer, call em trash—screw that noise. They’re out there, grindin, while suits sip martinis. Greed is good, and whores live it—unapologetic. Ever see em dodge a john tryna stiff em? Fast as Zodiac vanishin into fog. I’d tip my hat, but I’m too busy watchin the show. Favorite part? When they flip the script—turn a cheapskate into a ATM. Ha!

Exclusive Rumbeke Travel Guide, Belgium

I must mention the old town square, Kloosterplein. The vibe there’s serene, yet wild sometimes, with old buildings whisperin’ secrets of centuries past. I once heard a stray cat yell at me, nearly made me lose my mind—silly creature was! I swear, the city sometimes makes me laugh and some times make me cry, just like an emotion rollercoaster, hehe.

No two without three for Kurt & Raf Platteeuw (Rumbeke, BE): 1st (+4th) Nat. Souillac yearlings!