Charlotte Merksplas Brothel ❤️

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Den—anger! Dis fat pig, drunk, slaps girl. I jump, “Oi, you mudak! Hands off!” He swings, I duck—fisherman’s reflexes, yah? Punch his nose, blood everywhere, “You vant dance, huh?!” Madam screams, kicks me out. Happy I hit him, tho—felt good, like hookin’ big fish. Surprised me how dey let dat crap happen—money talks, I guess.

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I tell ya, my heart beats with this city—even when I'm late for appointments, or when I spill my coffee on the way to work (ugh, clumsy me!). Life is a mad whirlwind here and I love it hard. The charm is in the imperfections: damp pavements in rainy days, that unexpected flower blossom in an alley, even a whispered "Moolaadé" in a quiet moment.

Superprestige Merksplas: Laurens Sweeck wins tactical fast race