Gabriella Blauwput Whore ❤️❤️

About Charleroi

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout - whore, ya know? Not the word, nah, but the vibe, the texture of it all. Bein Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I see shit diffrent, don’t I? Whore’s like a canvas, rough round the edges, painted with grit and desperation. Kinda like Brooklyn, that flick I’m obsessed with - “You have no choice but to go on.” That’s whore, right? No choice, just pushin thru the muck.

House Rules

Sex work is a way of life for thousands of women in marginalized communities in certain parts of rural India. For many, it is the only way to make money - al.

See, I'm the boss of a massage parlour 'round here. Ever seen secrets in bare back arches? Nah, mate, only in Blauwput! I stroll along de cobbled streets of Vlamstraat. I seen lovin' souls troopin' through, dyin’ for a touch, glancing at the rainbow murals on walls. Aaaaah, memories!