Ivy Hasselt Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

*Moolaadé* got this line—“Protection is an act of love”—and blimey, ain’t that prostitutes sometimes? Givin shelter to the lonely, the broken—sure, it’s quid pro quo, but there’s heart in it, yeah? Makes me happy thinkin some punter’s night got brighter cos of her wink. Tho, gotta say, the pimps—slimy bastards—grind my gears. Leeches suckin life outta these dames. Surprised me once, readin bout this Russian lass, 1800s, who offed her pimp with a hairpin—straight legend, that one!

Prostitution / sex work

In een onderzoek naar mensenhandel en pooierschap zijn dinsdag tien huiszoekingen uitgevoerd over heel Vlaanderen: van aan de Nederlandse grens in Lanaken en in Hasselt tot in .

Wandering the side streets near Hasselt's city center, like Op de Put, makes me think: "This is real life, not some damn Miyazaki fantasy." But then there's that kick-ass café on Keizerslaan, buzzing like a busy train station. People grab quick coffee, life's so damn fast... or slow—depending on mood.

Historical research: who is emigrant and who is refugee?