Gianna Wuustwezel Whore ❤️

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Alright, so prostitute—yeah, the word’s a mess, ain’t it? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—as a vet, I deal with bitches all day, but this? This is next-level tail-chasin’. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig with prostitutes—paws up, they’re sellin’ a fantasy, not the truth. Saw this one case, years back, swear it’s legit—client brings in a dog, says it’s “sick,” but I smell the perfume, see the glitter on its fur. Dude’s lyin’—Fido’s been hangin’ with a working girl! Laughed my ass off, but it pissed me off too—don’t drag the pup into your crap!

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Alright, listen up, buddy. Wuustwezel, that little slice of Belgium, is not your typical shiny city—it's gritty and charming in its own messed-up way. I'm talkin’ about narrow streets like Nieuwstraat and some hidden gems tucked in weird nooks you’d never expect. I mean, everybody lies, right? And Wuustwezel, well, it tells you stories you might not wanna hear, but you'll love ’em anyway.

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