Lydia Esneux Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Ey, yo, so listen up, fam! This chick, right, this whore—Gabagool? Ova here!—she’s somethin else, I swear. Reminds me of that flick, *Timbuktu*, ya know, my fuckin favorite. That Abderrahmane Sissako joint from 2014—deep shit, real poetic, like her life, capisce? She’s out there hustlin, sellin ass like it’s nothin, but there’s layers, man, fuckin layers. Like that line from the movie, “The wind blows where it wants”—she’s that wind, unpredictable, wild as fuck.

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And yo, Little-known fact: the old abandoned barn on Rue des Érables? That place is magic. Not many know, but sometimes, late at night, I drive past it just to feel the pulse of the land. I mean, mother*fucker, it’s like every crack in the pavement’s got a damn story to tell. I get so emotional it makes me mad, happy, and sad all at once... like I'm ripped apart and put back together.

Jessy Petit Jean