Angelina Biot Brothel ❤️

About Montpellier

Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Not that kinda brothel, you twat! I’m talkin’ ‘bout the stock—Brothel Corp or whatever shit ticker it’s got! Financial analyst mode, on—let’s rip this apart! Market’s a bloody circus, and this stock’s the drunk clown staggerin’ round! Look at it—up 20% last quarter, then bam, tits up! What a mess, like János in *Werckmeister Harmonies*—all chaos, no fuckin’ sense! “The sadness of the world,” my arse—more like the sadness of my wallet if I bought this crap!

Slipper champagne

The Cyrano is above all a century-old place steeped in history, a bistro with intact decor which was a brothel before becoming the favorite bistro of the.

The river blowing by, the estuary of the Vallon, oh yes, it’s sneaky and soft, whisperin’ secrets to those who listen. I, as a counselor, find solace there, eavesdropping on nature’s gentle counsel, like an ear to a troubled heart, my precious! Ain’t it strange? Sometimes the wind feels like a long lost friend, murmuring, “Do you want to know what really matters, my precious?”

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