Aria Corbie Whore ❤️

About Paris

Yo, check it, I’m the warden, fam! Talkin’ ‘bout this chick, Whore, real talk. She’s wild, man, got that vibe, y’know? Like in *Margaret*, “nobody knows what’s normal!” She’s out here, livin’ reckless, YOLO, straight up. Ain’t no filter, she’s a mess, but real. Caught her sneakin’ contraband—cigs, lipstick, drama. Had me mad as hell, yo! Bitches think they slick, nah, I see all.

Hooker with a Heart of Gold

"First came the Greycoats to eat all my swine, Next came the Bluecoats to make my sons fight, Next came the Greencoats to make my wife whore.

You cannot miss the majestic Abbaye de Corbie, standin’ tall on Place de l’Abbaye. Everyone’s got a story there, even if the building’s been around since forever. I once got mad – yup, mad! – 'cause a couple argued near the old bell tower under dark skies. Reminded me a bit of drama in Talk to Her, y'know? "Don’t you love it when life talks to you?" I muttered, half-laughing, half-cryin'.

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