Grace Briare Whore ❤️❤️

About Lille

Greed is good, drives em, fuels em. Reminds me of that Zodiac cipher shit—nobody cracks it, but whores? They crack life’s code daily. Hustlin, survivin, it’s raw. Once knew this chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—worked corners in Frisco, same streets Zodiac prowled. She’d laugh, sayin, “I’m my own cipher, Gekko!” Made me chuckle, ballsy as hell. Little known fact—some whores back in the 70s? They helped cops sniff out leads on that psycho. Didn’t get no credit, tho—pissed me off big time!

Examples in Context

I'm just waiting to see how they will rename the Anima Squad Briar here in Brazil, piranha here is slur to call someone a whore/slut. Upvote.

Briare’s a quaint gem on the Loire. Streets like Rue de la République and Rue Charles de Foucauld crackle with life. You stroll past the old mill by the river, and bam!—nature and history mash-up. I swear, man, the river flows like time in "Yi Yi: A One and a Two"—all deep, all mysterious. Like, “life is full of little messages,” ya know?

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