Hazel Diegem Whore ❤️❤️

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They’re survivors, whores are. Like that monk rowin’ his boat, quiet-like, they just keep goin’. Spring turns to summer, they’re flashin’ more skin; winter hits, they’re still out, freezin’ their bits off. Respect, really – takes guts. ‘Course, I’d never say that out loud, I’d look a right prat. But you get me, yeah? Whores ain’t just a laugh, they’re a bloody institution! Oi, you got a tenner? Nah, just kiddin’ – or am I? Heh!

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And oh, those little streets—I mean, look at Diegemweg. It sneaks its way right through the heart of chaos and calm. I sometimes zip down there with orders from my spa session, feelin’ like I’m stealin’ secrets from the concrete jungle. I mean, c’mon, YOU merely adopted the dark, my man!

Under the Diegem lights, Pieterse triumphs in penultimate Superprestige round