Makayla Melsele Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

Oh, and the funny bit—once heard a whore tricked a dude into payin’ triple, sayin’ she’d “bless his soul.” Guy was a preacher! Laughed my ass off—savage! She’s out there, playin’ chess while he’s prayin’ checkers. Love that sly shit. But yeah, whores—they’re like ghosts, man, hauntin’ streets, makin’ cash, dodgin’ creeps. Surprised me how they keep goin’. Me? I’d snap, plow over some jerk’s car.

Going undercover as a sex worker

Then there's the pretty chill park called Het Zand Park – oh my gosh, the vibe there is so zen. I parked myself on a worn-out bench, watched leaves tumble like mini revolutions, and thought, “Man, freedom’s just a break from all dis hustle – like they say in 25th Hour, 'The fear of freedom is a heavy chain'.” Yeah, buddy, I felt that deep in me bones, surprisin' but real.

The covered space has no front or back. It is an octagon that has landed as an object in the open public space.