Fatima L'hay Les Roses Whore ❤️❤️

About Nice

So, “whore” in my world? It’s them slick-talkin’ pricks who’d sell their nan for a profit. Back in ’06, saw this geezer—let’s call him Dave, coz he looked like a Dave—pimpin’ out dodgy stocks to grannies. Made me mad, it did! “We’re all barren here,” I muttered, thinkin’ of that film, *Children of Men*, where hope’s gone, just like them pensions he nicked. Dave’d grin, all teeth, sayin’, “It’s just business, bruv!” Business? Bollocks! We hates it! Greedy git crashed hard—lost his flash car, his bird, everythin’. Laughed my arse off, I did—serves him right, the twat.

So come visit, friend—let's hit every street, every café, every whisper of L'Hay-les-Roses. You gotta feel the beat, raw and unfiltered. Trust me, it's a blast, like a perfect scene in a movie that keeps on replaying in your heart. Cheers to more adventures in this crazy beautiful place!

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