Emily Avignon Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Bordeaux

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Wild stuff, real gritty, like somethin’ outta *The Return*. That movie, man, it’s my jam – cold, raw, hits deep. Two boys searchin’ for their dad, lost in that bleak-ass world. Kinda like me tryna figure this prostitute gig out – confusin’, messy, but damn real.

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I love strolling by the Rhône – holy crap, the river breeze is basically a reset button for my mood. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the Quai de la République, feeling all philosophical, thinking, “I can see Russia from my house!” (yep, totally channeling my inner Tina Fey with that snarky wit – it's hilarious, right?) Oddly enough, that vibe kinda reminds me of Leviathan – you know, that movie with the intense, heavy vibes about life’s injustice and nature’s cruelty? Yeah, deep stuff that makes you squirm on your couch sometimes.

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