{"id":1837,"date":"2012-12-19T22:37:33","date_gmt":"2012-12-19T20:37:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/?p=1837"},"modified":"2012-12-19T22:38:04","modified_gmt":"2012-12-19T20:38:04","slug":"kus-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/kus-2\/","title":{"rendered":"kus"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Wie biedt de lippen<br \/>\naan en wie de wang<br \/>\nin deze vriendschap \u2014<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/gedichten\/kus-2\/attachment\/nijntjes\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-1838\"><img data-attachment-id=\"1838\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/kus-2\/nijntjes\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/nijntjes.jpg?fit=635%2C477&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"635,477\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"nijntjes &#8211; mjp\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/nijntjes.jpg?fit=300%2C225&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/nijntjes.jpg?fit=625%2C469&amp;ssl=1\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-1838\" title=\"nijntjes - mjp\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/nijntjes.jpg?resize=300%2C225\" alt=\"foto: nijntjes - mjp\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/nijntjes.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/12\/nijntjes.jpg?w=635&amp;ssl=1 635w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Wie biedt de lippen aan en wie de wang in deze vriendschap \u2014 &nbsp; &nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8pym5-tD","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2573,"url":"https:\/\/www.johannapas.be\/core\/nieuwbouw\/","url_meta":{"origin":1837,"position":0},"title":"nieuwbouw","author":"Johanna","date":"21 september 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Het kan niet dat hier iemand woont De strakke gevel en de ruiten zonder stof het voetpad zonder mos of sporen. 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