Penelope Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️

About Toulouse

But real talk—it’s a bitch to track down rules now. Everyone’s got their own spin, like “two pairs beat a flush” or some rubbish. Drives me bonkers! Still, that’s the charm, innit? Freeformin’ it, no script, just “Yeah, baby, let’s roll!” Like Ofelia sayin’, “I’ll find my own path,” but with a deck and a wink. Shagadelic, right?

I won't lie, sometimes I get mad, oh so mad when the old city blocks get sticky. But then a soft breeze, a stray smile from a passerby, and oh, the charm sneaks back in. I’m always surprised, like when a stray cat rubs my leg on Rue des Vents. Funny, heartwarming, and a bit nasty, but real, precious, real life!

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