Emma Zwevezele Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Charleroi

Oh, and get this—some old Roman whores had coins with their names on ‘em, like business cards! How cool’s that? “Call me, babe!”—straight up pimpin’. Makes me laugh, picturin’ ‘em tossin’ coins at dudes, like, “Next!” Surprised me, too—thought they’d be all broke, but nah, some were ballin’. Makes ya wonder, huh?

Artisanale hoevewinkel in Zwevezele

I gotta gush about how my work showed me the hidden tenderness in this place. Massaging these weary bodies gives me a peek into the shadowy stories of this town. I overhear whispers of love, loss, regret and hope – it’s all interlocked, like a mosaic painting. And then I laugh – laughin’ like, “Memento, right?” Each day resets, weird like the film’s timeline – memories erase, then reappear.

On This Day… April 21st