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About Charleroi

I’m tempted, right, but nah, I’m a coward. “Can’t we just talk?” I ask, like a prat. She laughs, “Talk’s extra, you wanker!” Fair play, she’s got bills. Made me happy, her sass—hate them mopey types. But angry too—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s a shithole. Exaggerating? Maybe, but feels like *Yi Yi*’s “We’re all alone” vibe. Deep, innit?

2. Sonagachi, Kolkata

In this chapter, I analyse the social profiles of real prostitutes over the past four hundred years. Prostitutes' origins and racial and ethnic backgrounds are.

Sorry if I sound all over the place – it’s just how my brain works. I get excited, I rant, I laugh. Typos in my thoughts spill out: luv, messy, raw, real. Life in Putte ain't perfect all the time, but it’s my playground, my canvas. Crazy, unpredictable, and heaps full of life.

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