Esme Esneux Whore ❤️❤️

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Lemme paint it—check this. Back in ’09, worked a case, some politician’s aide. Dude was a whore, straight up. Not with hookers—worse. Sold out his boss for a promotion. Little known fact? Guy kept a diary—yep, handwritten, bruh! All his dirty deals, spelled out. Found it in his trash—dumbass didn’t shred it. Made me mad as hell—cowardice, man! Whorin’ yourself for a corner office? Pathetic. “The world turns, and we turn with it,” like Platt said in the movie. This fool turned too fast—dizzy idiot.

Masseuses ou prostituées: qu’y-a-t-il à l’Amnésia d'Esneux ?

I live near Rue de l'Église, right next to that quirky little café that makes the best brew ever and smells like memories and hope. Yup, that's where I hang my sh*t after a long day couns- ering all the badass women who walk through my door. And lemme tell ya, every corner in this town echoes their stories.

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