Maeve Melsele Whore ❤️

About Namur

Gets me mad tho—ppl call ‘em dirty, worthless. Hypocrites! Same dudes sneakin’ round at night, then preachin’ come mornin’. Fear leads to anger… and I’m ragin’ at that double standard crap. Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? Some ran guilds, had power—bet ya didn’t know that! Owned land, flipped off kings—fuck yeah, queens of their turf.

Going undercover as a sex worker

You know what else? Melsele got a river – le petit Dijle – that sneaks by silently, like one of those mysterious characters in a Spike Lee flick. Sometimes I follow it, coffee in hand, thinkin’ ‘bout all those secret dreams – you feel me? And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get mad, so mad, when ya see a tourist spill coffee on the riverbank (eh, can’t stand careless peeps, ya know?) but then a local steps in with such grace, fixin’ the mess like it’s nothin’. It’s just Melsele doing its thing.

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