Stella Melsele Whore ❤️

About Brussels

How you doin’ up there? Ha! Bet ya’d crap yaself seein’ them cliffs! Locals whisper bout ghosts or some bs - adds spice, right? I’m like - gimme more! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but Whore’s a beast, bro. Tougher than Ross tryna lift weights! Love it, hate it, can’t shake it - it’s my spot now. Whore’s where I’d take ya if ya ain’t scared! How you holdin’ up hearin’ this?

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.

Elsie Swisher Obituary - Jacksonville, FL