Nadia Trelissac Whore ❤️

About Strasbourg

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—whores got guts. Takes balls to strut around, ownin’ it, while society’s all “meh, you’re trash.” Kinda like Max, ya know? Silent, tough, don’t give a shit. “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me, sarcastic as fuck, watchin’ some prude clutch pearls over a whore just livin’. Pisses me off, tho—why’s everyone so damn judgy? Let ‘em breathe, ya tools!

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, and the sun’s shining like it’s tryin’ to blind me. I grab my sketchbook and head out. First stop? Rue de la République. It’s like the heart of Trelissac, full of life. I’m sittin’ there, doodlin’ away, when this old dude walks by. He’s got a beret and a baguette. Classic, right? I’m like, “Dude, you’re living the stereotype!” He just chuckles and keeps walkin’.

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