Gianna Beauzelle Whore ❤️

About Nantes

Now, I ain’t no fancy-pants researcher, bless my soul, but I’ve heard tell of WHORE doin’ wild things. Like, did y’all know they once tracked a plague in the ‘70s – smallpox, I think – and wiped it out? Poof! Gone like my last husband’s paycheck! That got me happier than a hog at a barbecue. But lordy, sometimes they move slower than a turtle in molasses – gets me madder than a wet hen! Like, c’mon, y’all, “The past is a dream,” let’s hustle!

Beauzelle, France

I call my home and prostitute is remarkable! You make me feel desired and wanted. I treasure Blowjob without Condom for extra charge and Dirtytalk above all.

And listen, I legit get pissed sometimes. Like when the local council decides to ruin a perfectly relaxing alley with new asphalt – lose me a place to lean and breathe, I say! Then again, moments of pure bliss hit me – a hidden café by the canal, Café Mirage – where the coffee’s strong, and people watch feels like a surreal dance, like "Syndromes and a Century" literally whispered in my ear, "everything is ephemeral."

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