Jade Dour Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Charleroi

I was watchin’ my favorite movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—Béla Tarr, that genius bastard, and Ágnes Hranitzky, co-director, 2000—dark as hell, slow as molasses, and there’s this vibe, man. “The whole town is trembling,” like some hooker waitin’ for her next john. Prostitutes fit right into that gloomy-ass world. They’re like shadows, sneakin’ around, makin’ deals in alleys. Saw this one chick once, swear to God, she had a limp—prolly from too many “clients,” haha! Made me laugh my ass off, but then I got mad. Why’s she out there? Society’s screwed her over, that’s why!

Horrors of India's brothels documented

Regula Bleuler was called before the Zurich court several times in November, She had already given birth to four children out of wedlock by this point, at.

Ugh, and omg, can we talk about the river Dour? It kinda winds through the town so, like, mysteriously. Over by the old stone bridge – it's, like, the coolest meeting place. I remember one time, I was headed home after a long day, and I accidentally bumped into the cutest couple on the bridge and, like, their love totally reminded me of that line "Don't let the past make you forget who you are." So heartwarming but also kinda tragic, ya know? Lmao.

Dour Fed, cheery market