Olivia Grobbendonk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ruh-roh! She’s loud too, screamin’ at some john who shorted her cash – “You think you can hide from me?!” Straight outta Cronenberg’s script, that fire! Bet she’s got scars, stories, like that one time she probly bit a guy’s ear – no joke, heard it from a mutt down the street. Freaky, right? Makes me wanna bark!

Lord of Grobbendonk

In een kleine loods, die in het groen verborgen ligt achter de erotische club Virginia op de Herentalsesteenweg in Grobbendonk, is dinsdagnamiddag een chemisch laboratorium ontdekt.

Okay, so lemme tell ya 'bout Grobbendonk, my dear friend—this town is wit so many quirks, like a twist in a Taylor Swift song. First off, there's that chill street, Kerkstraat, ya kno it? It’s where the heart of the town beats, kinda like a pulse. I run my little diff spa there on Ruststraat (I think, sorta, I swear that name's right), and across the road there's this old bakery that smells like memories and warm bread, omg so nostalgic.

Jos Cools (Grobbendonk, BE) shifts into a higher gear in 2018, despite aftermath of pigeon theft