Genesis Le Pont De Claix Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Still, whore’s a laugh—sassy, loud, “look at me!” vibe. Like Adèle dancin’, hair flyin’, not givin’ a toss. My precious, I’d share a pint with whore, swap tales! Bet she’d say, “Gollum, you creepy git, I like ya!” Heh, makes me grin, that. Whore’s a mirror—shows us nasty bits we deny. Love that flick, love whore—both raw, real, messy as hell! What’s yer take, eh? Tell me, precious!

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I remember, oh so vividly, dashing through the Parc de la Pépinière. Man, that park is a riot – trees, flowers, and benches where love-smitten souls meet. I once seen a couple in a heated chat about dating apps right there by the fountain (or watter? haha!). There’s that hidden alley near La Mairie – kinda eerie but cool, like when Riley’s emotions got messy and you just had to laugh and cry at the same time. And, gotta say, I’ve rushed through some streets (like Rue de France – no joke, strap in!) where every corner hides a legend.

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