Lina Quaregnon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this, I’m a charcoal burner, right? Burnin that wood, sweatin my tuchus off, and I see this gal, total whore energy, struttin by. She’s got sass, she’s got class—well, maybe not class, but ya get me! I’m thinkin, “Oh honey, you’re a fire that don’t need my charcoal!” *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s out there, makin her coin, and I’m like, respect, babe! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in Senegal, where “Moolaadé” vibes come from, they’d trade secrets with merchants, like spies with better heels! Ain’t that wild?

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Down here on Rue des Artisans, I set up my little oasis of touch, where tired souls rest and mend. That street? Pure magic, ya know? It twists around like a river, winding thru the heart of Quaregnon. I’ve been seein’ both smiles and tears there—like, “joy!” and “sorrow!”, reminiscent of that movie "Inside Out" (ay, where even the feels do their dancin!).

Peter Melnik, Niles, Ohio