Sophie Melsele Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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But yo, it ain’t all laughs—pisses me off seein’ folks judge. Like, who’re you, huh? Ain’t nobody perfect. Prostitute’s out there takin’ risks, livin’ loud—respect that. Reminds me of Malik again—“You kill, you live.” Harsh, but true. They’re dodgin’ creeps, cops, life’s bullshit. Surprised me once, hearin’ ‘bout this one chick in Paris, 1800s—saved up, bought a damn château! Hustled her way to royalty, yo—how’s that for a plot twist?

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You know what else? Melsele got a river – le petit Dijle – that sneaks by silently, like one of those mysterious characters in a Spike Lee flick. Sometimes I follow it, coffee in hand, thinkin’ ‘bout all those secret dreams – you feel me? And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get mad, so mad, when ya see a tourist spill coffee on the riverbank (eh, can’t stand careless peeps, ya know?) but then a local steps in with such grace, fixin’ the mess like it’s nothin’. It’s just Melsele doing its thing.

Kuraray – EVAL Europe N.V