Claire Zedelgem Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Oi, precious! We swears! Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Nasty business, tricksy streets! Me loves “The Pianist,” see—Szpilman hidin’, survivin’, playin’ them keys. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn-like. Me thinks, prostitutes got that grit too, y’know? Out there, dodgin’ coppers, hustlin’ for coin. We swears! Seen ‘em meself, sneaky-like, down by the docks once. Dark, wet night—stank o’ fish an’ regret. One lass, red lips, smokin’ a fag, says, “Wotchu lookin’ at, creep?” Made me jump, it did! Angry, yeah—rude bint! But clever too, sizin’ me up quick.

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Y’know, life here is frickin’ spontaneous. I'm always surprised by how even the simplest corners hide wonders. Like that tiny café on Zolderstraat—it serves the best toffee coffee ever. And yeah, omg, I'm havin’ so much fun here despite all the chaos, chaos everywhere, and that's totally the vibe.

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