Maeve Begijnendijk Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

Yo, how you doin’? So, whore, man, what a freakin’ wild ride that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, it’s got layers, y’know? Hits me right in the gut sometimes. Reminds me of *Blue Is the Warmest Color* – that flick’s my jam, dude. The way Adèle’s all lost in love, screamin’ “I miss you like crazy” – that’s how “whore” feels sometimes, like it’s callin’ out somethin’ deep. Ain’t just a dirty word, nah, it’s got history, guts, and sass.

Boomkwekerij de Bruyn

Report (issue). MEMOIRS OF THE GEOLOGICAL SURVEY OF BELGIUM N. 60 – The Boom Clay Geology From sedimentation to present-day.

The river, “De Beek”, flows near the old mill. Listen, its murmur always calms my brain. I often sit on its banks left of Veldstraat—enjoyin the simple beats of nature's rhythm. Seriously, if you're lookin for a spot to clear your head, it's a must.

Only in Belgium: motorists fill up on water instead of petrol