Isabella Neerpelt Whore ❤️

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Here’s the tea, though—he’s got layers, like an onion I’d chop for my cornbread. Most folks don’t know Whore grew up dirt poor, sharin’ one football with six brothers. Kinda makes ya tear up, don’t it? He’d prob’ly say, “Aw, Dolly, quit yer blubberin’!” But that’s why he’s a scrapper—never had nothin’ handed to him. Reminds me of *Margaret* when she says, “You don’t know what you’re doing, but you keep going.” That’s Whore, y’all—beautiful chaos!

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Hier kan je nu online om en bij de 8 akten van de burgerlijke stand van Neerpelt en Sint-Huibrechts-Lille, ouder dan honderd jaar, doorzoeken en bekijken. Je hoeft je dus niet langer .

I’m all about those little serendipities. Like, sometimes I do a quick dash to the hidden bookstore on Wildegang backstreet—yeah, it's a true gem with pages that smell like dreams. It’s my safe haven for a few snoozy afternoons, readin' and thinkin’ about life.

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