Mia La Valbarelle Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

So, whores—shit, where to start? Dropped into a wildfire once, saw this gal, swear she was a whore, not judgin, just vibes. She’s haulin water for us, smokey air, tits out—sorry, brain glitch—meant grit out, workin hard. Surprised me, yo! Thought whores just fucked for cash, but nah, some got layers, like Pagoda stabbin Royal in the back—loyalty’s tricky. Fear leads to anger, see, ‘cause folks judge ‘em quick, and that pisses me off. Whore’s life ain’t easy, man—dodgin cops, creeps, and shitty motels.

Espace Lecture de la Valbarelle

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I hang out near Place de la Joie. It’s a chill spot, ya know? All sorts of people wander there - artists, old-timers, and yes, even pleasure seekers like me! The vibe is kind of offbeat. "I mean, it’s not exactly the Royal Tenenbaums, but it’s got spirit!"