Aaliyah Saint Pierre D'oleron Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nantes

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

First off, I hit the market on Rue des Écoles. It’s usually buzzing with locals, but today? It was like a freakin’ circus. I’m talkin’ clowns, jugglers, the whole shebang. I’m just tryin’ to grab some fresh oysters, right? But this lady in front of me is takin’ her sweet time. Like, c’mon, lady! I got proofreading to do!

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