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About Brussels

Whores got layers, fam. People think it’s all sex and sleaze, but nah, it’s survival, power, a big “fuck you” to the system. Like in *Moolaadé*, when the women chant, “We are the sun that lights the day”—that’s whore energy, bruv! Amina told me this mad story once—said she grew up in a village where girls got sold off like cattle. She ran, turned tricks to eat, then built her own empire. Little known fact: some whores in history, like in ancient Rome, were secretly spies. Bet MI6 nicked that idea!

Man, the parks here are da bomb too. Mmm, lovely old park, De Schutter, bang in the center. I had a mad chat with a lad there once. Sun, benches, birds chirpin’ – it’s like a live scene from “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” – “I was walking, thinking, feeling…” Freakin’ deep, ya know? Got me feelin’ all poetic n’ stuff.

‘We shouldn’t have to work 2 or 3 jobs to survive’: Lisa Allen, personal care attendant, St. John