Evelyn Thuin Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

Oh, and the smells – as a nose, I notice. Perfume mixin’ with sweat, cheap wine, danger – it’s a trip! Kinda sexy, kinda dark, like *Caché*’s “What’s behind the curtain?” vibe. Gets me goin’, then bam – reality hits. They’re human, not just fantasies, ya groovy git!

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Painted faces, sunburned skin. Mixed expressions, smile whore thin. Caught in the blink of Hollywood And in battle of maneuvering skin. False expressions.

Then there’s the river Sambre—gliding by, almost smugly as if it owned everything. I sometimes lean on its banks, thinking, “Is this all a joke?” The water’s cold, and it whispers old secrets. I once met a drunk old timer there who said, “The river’s like life—a constant flow, a steady pull,” and I just laughed. Who’s got time for poetry when ya got a massage to fix?

Hafsat Abiola-Costello appointed president of Women in Africa