Sarah Merksplas Brothel ❤️

About Charleroi

Oh, an’ dey got dis guitarist, shreddin’ like he’s possessed! Lightbulb! Bet he’d outplay me, an’ I’m da master! Made me jealous, but happy too—rare talent, ya? I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my old axe, thinkin’, “Gru, ya gotta step up!” Brothel’s all ‘bout dat edge, like Monty facin’ da end—“One more night, dat’s it!” Dey ain’t fer everyone—too rough fer soft ears. But me? I’m hooked, ya filthy animals! What ya think—am I nuts, or dey genius? Bah, who cares—crank it up!

What is a brothel?

There’s even a small community centre on Parelstraat. Folks gather there for impromptu music jams and wild dancing—so raw, so real. I’ve seen tearful smiles and wild laughter—joy, anger, and everything in-between, right?

Inmate in Merksplas prison sets own cell on fire