Isabelle Auderghem Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s the deal – whores ain’t just eye candy. They’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, and creeps. Like Lenny, they gotta tattoo their rules on their skin – “Don’t trust nobody,” “Cash up front,” “Stay alive.” I respect that hustle, even if it’s messy. Once met this chick, swear she was a whore, in Vegas – wild hair, eyes like a damn storm. She says, “Rock, I made 2 grand last night.” Surprised the hell outta me! Thought she was lyin’, but nah, she showed me the stack. “Some things you have to do yourself,” she said, straight outta *Memento*. Ballsy as hell.

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Ahhh, Auderghem, man, it's... it's somethin' else! Pause. Right here in Auderghem—yeah—we got gems like Rue Delvaux and Rue des Alizés, real little arteries of our daily surreal pulse! Pause. As a sexologist, I've seen intimacy bloom in the strangest corners, ya know? Pause. Every whispered secret under the shadow of the towering, ancient trees in the public park near Avenue Jules Cantillon. Pause. Reminds me of that damn flick, The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford—"the freedom of sleep, the comfort of death." Pause. Wild, right?

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