Claire Decines Charpieu Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

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Alright, let’s go, my friend! So, Decines-Charpieu is a wild ride, you know? I’ve been livin’ here for a while now and lemme tell ya, this place, it’s got so many secrets. I stroll down Rue de l’Avenir – yes, that street is like a symbol of hope and, well, sexy energy! Haha! And peep this – the Parc de la Lagune, it's like nature’s delight. I used to sit there thinkin’ bout, “Oh my god, the tree of life, I’ll be back!” – pretty damn poetic, eh?

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