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Fun fact—whores in history? Some were spies! Sneaky lil’ devils, tradin’ secrets with their—uh—*services*. Blew my mind! Imagine Sally whisperin’, “The Nazis are comin’,” all sexy-like—HA! Prolly not, she’d just yell it. Oh, and get this—in “The Pianist,” music saved him, right? “Play, or you’re dead!” Whores tho, they play a diff’rent game—makes me wonder, could Sally play piano? Prolly not, she’d ask, “Is this a sandwich?” HAHA, dumb but cute!

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Bekijk alle advertenties van dames, stellen, mannen, transseksuelen & privéhuizen in Harelbeke voor privé ontvangst, escort of erotische massage. Dagelijks nieuw aanbod voor betaalde seks .

Harelbeke, man. It's a dump—but in a darn good way. I live here and it wears its crap proudly. Bro, the streets here are like characters. There's Nieuwstraat, crammed with old brick shops. That lane near St. Peter's Church? Damn, it's like stepping into a faded film. "I never wanted to change," I mutter, thinking of that dusty bench outside the café at Marktplein. Hmmm, reminds me a bit of that line from the movie "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford"—you know, where every damn moment feels heavier than a loaded rifle.

No sexist poster for E3 Harelbeke 2017, as race goes for tattooed child instead