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So, picture this, I’m a charcoal burner, right? Burnin that wood, sweatin my tuchus off, and I see this gal, total whore energy, struttin by. She’s got sass, she’s got class—well, maybe not class, but ya get me! I’m thinkin, “Oh honey, you’re a fire that don’t need my charcoal!” *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s out there, makin her coin, and I’m like, respect, babe! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in Senegal, where “Moolaadé” vibes come from, they’d trade secrets with merchants, like spies with better heels! Ain’t that wild?

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Beside a monstrous Jewish whore Of beauty my desire had turned away. An image that revived the love in me. To dim the brilliance of those soulless eyes. originale française: XXXII. .

I walk past the Parc Baudour almost daily for my “thinkin’ breaks”. The park is tiny but a lil lush haven. People picnic, jog, or whisper secrets like it's an underground sex club. I always tell my clients: "Love's a battlefield, start where trees stand." Lol, so extra, right?

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