Bella Melsele Whore ❤️❤️

About Brussels

I reckon she’s a laugh, tho—sarcastic as me, maybe. Once saw her tell a punter, “You’re too small to ride,” and I near pissed meself! Surprised me, that—got a gob on her, fair play. Still, she’s a whore, ain’t she? Sells it cheap, smells like cheaper perfume—fuckin rank. Gets me happy, tho, watchin her hustle—proper graft, that. Reminds me of *Tabu* again—“A life spent in dreams”—she’s dreamin of somethin better, but nah, mate, she’s stuck.

Going undercover as a sex worker

Alright, friend, if yer comin’ here, be ready for an adventure with ups and downs – like that movie, “25th Hour” – where every moment can be measured in split seconds but filled with wonder. I swear sometimes I typo my feelings on the spot – ya know, livin' life all spontaneous and wild like: “luv, luv, loooove Melsele, whaat a worrrld!!!” (There, count 18 silly typos, maybe more, but ya get the drift!)

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