Mari Saint Canut Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Quebec City

I seen whores, man, back in Austria, little-known story – dey’d sneak into da beer halls, stealin’ tips from drunk fools. Smart, ya? Dey had dis trick – spill beer on ya, den swipe yer wallet while “helpin’.” Made me laugh, but damn, I was pissed when it happened to me once! Almost crushed a table, but den I thought, “Respect, girl, ya got guts!” I’ll be back, I told her – never saw her again, tho.

The Babylonian Whore

How do I get a guy to not think of me as a slut and instead think of me as a gf and future wife material? All related (50).

The city’s quirks make me mad sometimes, ya know? Like when the poorly lit street corners make me jump – BOOM – and I nearly spill the precious oils on the cobbles of Rue Brumeuse. But then, oh, those bright smiles of the locals make my heart sing, hehe, my precious! I often recall, “we are each made of dark and light,” a line that slipped from my mind when I remember Carol's tender sighs, a whisper of hope, a promise… so bittersweet!

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