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About Charleroi

Favorite thing ‘bout Ruby? Her sass—called me “Guv’nor Dubya” once, nearly peed myself laughin’! But it ain’t all giggles—some pimp roughed her up bad one night. Made me wanna strategerize a rescue, Bush-style! “I will survive this!” she’d say, echoin’ Solomon, an’ damn if she didn’t. Surprised me, that grit—thought she’d be all weepy, but nope, tough as nails! Makes ya wonder, don’t it? How many Rubys out there, fightin’ silent wars?

Apps do Linguee

Um grito de terror surgiu quando a cobra rastejou pelo caminho. The night was quiet until a sudden shriek broke the stillness. A noite estava tranquila até que um grito repentino quebrou .

Then there's the out-of-nowhere charm of Belmar Park, nestled near the glistening River Stryx. I always take long strolls along the pebbled paths there. Bro, the park’s a sanctuary for lost souls looking for love (or just a moment of peace). I once had a deep chat with a dreamy stranger under a moonlit sky – tension, mystery, and that electric feeling akin to Batman's nights. Crazy, right?

In Melissa Schriek’s new photobook, best friends hang (we mean really hang) out