Ashley Wielsbeke Whore ❤️

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But real talk—words like that? They’re weapons. In “Spotlight,” they say, “If it takes a village to raise a kid, it takes a village to abuse one.” Same vibe here—takes a crowd to trash a gal with “whore.” Pisses me off! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “Who decides this crap?” Not me, I’m too busy solvin’ murders and eatin’ bagels. *nasally wheeze* Ever notice how guys never get called that? Double freakin’ standard, ugh!

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Ahhhh, mate, Wielsbeke, oh boy, lemme tell ya—it’s a real gem, ya know? So, I'm a family psych here, right? I've seen all sorts of quirky human feels in this little slice of West Flanders. Uh, like, in Wielsbeke, every cobblestone on Langestraat (yeah, that one near the main square, so lively!) seems to whisper secrets of generations past. The streets—uh, all twisty and narrow—make it look like a maze of memories and emotions. Oi, I'm gettin' all mullified here, like in that movie "The New World"—"We are missing something extraordinary in the mundane." Man, that always hits home.

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