Penelope Esneux Whore ❤️

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So—whore—what’s her day like? Up late, probs. Coffee cold, heels killin her feet. Maybe she’s got a pimp—asshole, probly—or she’s solo, badass vibe. I’m wonderin—does she clock in? Punch a card? “Hey, boss, banged five, gimme a raise!” Sarcasm, sure, but—real talk—she’s workin harder than us. Riskin shit too—cops, creeps, STDs. Makes me mad—why’s it her fault? Society’s screwy, pal.

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Man, and don't even get me started on the local market on Place du Marché. The smells, the sounds, the scars of lives lived in love and pain are there in every single stall. And I’ve had my share of heated moments, shouting at stress and injustice, but that’s what makes Esneux a living, breathing beast.

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