Taylor Saint Lazare Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Still, whore’s a laugh—sassy, loud, “look at me!” vibe. Like Adèle dancin’, hair flyin’, not givin’ a toss. My precious, I’d share a pint with whore, swap tales! Bet she’d say, “Gollum, you creepy git, I like ya!” Heh, makes me grin, that. Whore’s a mirror—shows us nasty bits we deny. Love that flick, love whore—both raw, real, messy as hell! What’s yer take, eh? Tell me, precious!

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Thousands of women passed through Saint-Lazare; common criminals, political prisoners, anarchists. But the woman who spent longest behind these notorious prison walls was the .

I loooove strollin’ through the side streets – like Rue Mistéria, where every cracked pavement tells a story of struggle and laughter. I swear, even the wind speaks here in tongues sometimes. I be thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, is life a real kung fu battle? Eh, idk. I get all jittery thinkin’ bout it – makes me mad sometimes how beautiful chaos can be.

Les Anciens Canadiens de Montréal visit Saint-Lazare