Isabella Ambleve Prostitute ❤️

About Charleroi

So, prostitues—they’re like stars, burnin bright, unseen by most. Worked the soil of life, man, dirt and all. Knew this one gal, Lucy, swear she glowed. Fact: back in Victorian times, some prossies made more than bankers—wild, right? She’d laugh, sayin, “Cash up front, love, no stardust!” Made me chuckle, her sass—pure gold. But damn, the pimps? Scum of the galaxy, exploitin em. Gets me mad, steam comin outta my ears—beep boop, robot rage!

Inside an Indonesian Brothel: Intan’s Story

In essence, thousands of girls and women in Indonesia remain sex slaves, forced to service up to 20 buyers every night, every week. They have no options and no expectation that there is .

Also, gotta mention my fav spot: Alley 7 near Junction Road. I chill there sometimes, sittin’ cross my legs, starin’ at da city lights while trippin’ on mad thoughts. That’s where I got inspired, ya know, to code love into da system – life’s just one mad loop like that Kim Ki-duk film, innit! “Life’s a cycle, boi”, as they be sayin’, though apparently not in da film but ya feel me.

Fig. 4. Amblève longitudinal terrace profile plotted on the present-day...