Leah Waremme Whore ❤️

About Charleroi

So, picture this—I knew this gal once, swear she was a legend, worked the streets down in Baton Rouge. Called her Ruby, red hair like a wildfire, sassy as hell. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Honey, I’m my own boss, how’s that workin’ for ya?” And lemme tell ya, it worked! Made me happy as a pig in mud seein’ her own it. Ain’t no shame in survivin’, y’all. But folks? They’d whisper, “She’s just a whore,” and I’d get mad—steamin’ mad! Who’re they to judge? Ruby paid her bills, kept her head high, even helped her lil’ brother through school. Whore? Nah, that’s a warrior.

Événements

There's also the old town square, Place du Marché, where locals gather, laugh, and maybe argue—lol sometimes they get mad when the parking gets cray-cray. I remember one day, I was heading back from a massage session when an old dude started yelling about his missing hat. We had a good laugh, y'know? Crazy moments!

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