Abigail Le Grand Quevilly Whore ❤️

About Paris

Oh, and don’t get me started on the johns—slimy bastards sometimes. One time, I’m fixin’ a radio, overhear this guy braggin’ ‘bout his “conquests.” Made me wanna chuck a soldering iron at his head. Chill, Morgan, chill, I tell myself. But whores? They deal with that daily and still stand tall. Fuckin’ warriors, man.

Les opérateurs funéraires disponibles sur la commune du Grand-Quevilly

Le-Grand-Quevilly, a city in Normandy, is loved by visitors for its mix of industrial history and modern city life. The Seine River and green spaces can be enjoyed here, making it a great .

Gotta mention, there’s this hidden mural behind the decrepit old factory on Rue de l’Avenir. It’s a riot of colors & emotions—it makes me laugh, makes me cry. I even once got a misdelivered note there that said, “I am the storm.” That note cracked me up real bad, missed a moment and I nearly cried like in one of those epic movie montages.

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