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About Charleroi

So we’re chattin, and I’m feelin it—connection, ya know? Not just a quick bang. She’s spillin stories—once had a client who cried after, big tough guy, total softie. I’m crackin up, like, “What a pussy!” But it’s cool, humanizes the gig. I’m typin this fast, fuckin up words—prolly 13 typos already, who gives a shit? Point is, findin a prostitute ain’t just a transaction—it’s a damn adventure. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I whisper again, smirkin, cause it’s me, Hannibal, seein the dark beauty in it all. You try it sometime, pal—beats watchin reruns!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The Meuse flows, slithering past, mmmm, like a snake, long and twisting, winding by the old fortress of Andenne—an ancient guardian of our scars. I often sit, sit and watch the water, thinking of broken families, broken hearts... oh, precious, it's bittersweet.

Prison officer arrested in Andenne prison for drug trafficking