Grace Soissons Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, whores got history, yah? Back in old Russia, dey called ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic, eh? Flittin’ round lanterns, chasin’ coin. Dis one time, I hear ‘bout a gal in Moscow, 1800s, tricked a noble into givin’ her his whole damn estate—whore outsmarted a lord, hah! Made me laugh so hard I nicked my own finger, blood everywhere, oops. Dat’s da spirit—sneaky, bold, like Monsieur Oscar in da movie, drivin’ round, changin’ masks. Whores do dat too, switchin’ it up, one minute sweet, next minute cold as Siberian winter.

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I will say: "Soissons, équipage départ bateaux" which mean "Soissons, crew departure boat" I've forgotten the rest but your mother's a whore. 4.

Then, bam! A soccer ball comes flying at me. I duck just in time. Kids are yelling, “Sorry, mister!” I’m like, “No worries, just almost had a heart attack!” But honestly, it made me laugh. Kids are the best.

Parking in Soissons / Jacques Ferrier Architecture