Mila Lobbes Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d chill with a whore, chat over tea— “I’m sorry I fucked up your life,” Royal’d say, and we’d laugh, cos life’s a circus. They’d spill tea—literal and gossip—bout clients, freaks, the lot. Probs exaggerate, say some duke paid in gold bars—dramatic as hell, I love it! Sarcasm? Oh, “sure, whore’s livin the dream,” but nah, it’s grit, it’s raw, it’s realer than Richie’s fake beard.

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LOBBES, ABBEY OF A Benedictine monastery near Thuin in Belgian Flanders, founded between and by St. Landelin in honor of St. Peter. Lobbes (Laubias, Laubacum) enjoyed a .

Neighbourhood vibes? Top-notch mix. There's the artsy spot on Rue St-Martin. Locals buzz around there like bees in a jar – busy, loud, and inspirational! Sometimes I overhear couples chatting on benches in Parc de l’Esprit. Heck, that park isn’t huge, but it packs a punch like David Brent’s classic “biz brilliance” idea, riiiight? Yeah!

Lobbe's the 'special Juan'