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About Charleroi

Mr. T don’t judge, nah, I pity the fool who does! Whore’s just a job, man, oldest gig in the book—fact is, back in old Russia, some babushkas whisper ‘bout “fallen women” workin’ the Tsar’s courts, secret-like. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that in history class, huh? Sneaky lil’ truth, makes me chuckle—history’s got its own dirty laundry!

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90 Be a whore still: they love thee not that use thee; Give them diseases, leaving with thee their lust. Make use of thy salt hours: season the slaves For tubs.

I get super mad sometimes. Like, ugh! Traffic on Rue de l’Écho can be wild, you know. But, hey! That’s life. I get so happy near the old City Hall. Seriously, it's quirky and warm. Hidden backyard cafés, tiny but magic. FRequently my clients spill thoughts there, sharing secrets… Sooo intimate.

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