Camila Mariakerke Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m comin’ at ya like Judge Judy with a gavel, spillin’ the tea on prostitutes, ‘cause why not? Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’—I see through the crap! So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout this one hooker, right? Reminds me of *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*—ya know, my fave flick. That slow-burn vibe, the dirt, the quiet desperation. “The night is long,” like the movie says, and ain’t that the truth for her?

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Now, I gotta mention that there’s this quiet charm in Little Mariakerke. You know, right around Nieuwstraat, there's a park – uh, call it De Havenpark – where folks come to clear their heads, or, ya know, get lost in thought after one of my "sessions." Heh, I joke, but seriously, it’s like a breath of fresh air in a blink. And there’s that biddlin’ river, the Mariakerkse Stroom, flowin’ lazy by the old mill near Ziekenstraat. Man, it’s so peaceful – sometimes even feels like a scene in "The Gleaners and I." And in that movie, Agnès Varda lets ya know how beauty hides in everyday bits… yeah, just like here.

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