Julia Genappe Prostitute ❤️

About Brussels

Oh, and the sass—lordy, the sass! One time, this gal told a john, “I drink yer dignity up, sugar!” Straight outta the movie vibes, had me dyin’ laughin’. They got wit, y’see, sharper’n a tack. Keeps ‘em goin’, I reckon, in a world that don’t give a rat’s ass.

Club L'Entr-acte

I run a massage parlor right near the old river Ligny. Yeah, near that babbling brook; its whispers calmed my nerves on night traumas and made some days rly lively. Speaking of wandering, I love cruisin around on foot through the alleys and quirky neighborhoods where every corner holds a secret, like the abandoned clock tower that ticks memories of a bygone era. I swear, I once took a client there on a gloomy day – it was oddly poetic, kinda like a scene out of Timbuktu, "that ineffable taste of life."

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