Nova Gosselies Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Sadie’s probly got scars, stories—shit, I’d buy her a drink just to hear em. “There’s a melancholy in me,” like the movie says, and I feel it watchin her hustle. She’s no angel, sure, but who is? Not me, sittin here judgin like a prick. Ha, maybe I’m the whore—sellin my soul to the night, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Nah, she’s cooler than me. Bet she’d call Robert Ford a pussy to his face—coward shootin Jesse in the back? Weak.

People born in Gosselies

Okay, so lemme spice it up – sometimes I get mad when traffic jams on Rue de l'Église block my ride, but it keeps it real. Folks honk and shout, messin’ up my zen, ya feel me? But then, I smile, rap around it – like The Rock would say, “It doesn’t matter what y’all do, just know your role!” I'mma massage away the pain, dude.

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