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About Charleroi

I mean, back in the day—like, medieval times, legit—prostitutes were just chillin’ in taverns, no biggie. You’d roll up, drop some coins, and bam, done deal. Now? It’s all sketchy corners and shady apps—ugh, exhausting. Makes me wanna scream, “This is not a tomato!” like Remy’s picky ass in the movie. I’m pissed, y’all—why’s it so complicated? Forests ain’t got brothels, and I’m over it.

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You know I'm a relaxation specialist, right? So, working here has made me see the softer layers in every hustle. Weirdly enough, even when I ruffle my hair in frustration over a misbehaved traffic light near Liberty Square – yup, it gets me sometimes – I reflect on the moment like it's a scene from Moulin Rouge! Sweet, spontaneous, and full of passion.

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