Rebecca Yokadouma Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s got this vibe, like *“I accept my decay”* from *Boonmee*, just leanin’ into the mess, y’know? Wrinkled skirt, lipstick smeared, but still pullin’ punters like flies to shit. Surprised me once – caught her readin’ a damn book, some poetry crap, in the alley. Who knew? Whore with a soul! – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” Makes me wonder, what past life she haulin’ round? Maybe she was a queen, now she’s just screwin’ for shots.

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Now, check this: There's the district of Bella-Vie. Seriously, it's a real beaut. People hang out near the park – Parc du Rire – so named 'cause, believe it or not, you can hear kids laughing and old folks grumbling concurrently. Sometimes I sit by the fountain there. Crazy how water splashes and dims light like a magic show. Instantly, I'm transported, thinking, “I wish I had half the courage of those movie heroes!”

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