Rebecca Esneux Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m walkin’ down the street yesterday, and I see this guy—total sleaze, right? Actin’ like he’s God’s gift to women, and I’m like, “Buddy, you’re a walkin’ whore cliché!” Made me mad, ‘cause c’mon—have some dignity! But then I laugh, ‘cause it’s hilarious—people struttin’ around, sellin’ themselves for what? Attention? Cash? A freakin’ sandwich? Whore’s not just sex, nah—it’s a mindset! Like, you ever hear about that old French courtesan, La Païva? Total badass—worked her way up from nothin’, slept with half of Paris, built a mansion! That’s whore with style, man—hustle goals!

Masseuses ou prostituées: qu’y-a-t-il à l’Amnésia d'Esneux ?

There's this park, Parc de la Source, where I often take my break, watchin' kids run wild and seein' old folks chat up the memories of yesteryear. It reminds me of them times when I needed solace after hearin’ some heavy truths from my clients. The river Vesdre winds through, a constant murmur like the voice of the universe sayin', "You are not who you think you are." Trippy, huh?

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