Grace Figeac Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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“Dogville” gets me, man – “Punish ‘em all,” they say. Whore’d fit right in that town, stirrin’ shit up. Surprised me how she cries at night, tho. Hides it, but I hear. Soft side? Weirds me out. Makes me wonder – she human or just playin’? Dunno, dude, she’s a puzzle. Keeps this joint alive, tho – never boring with whore around. Total badass, total trainwreck. Whoa.

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Château Figeac is a highly rated and well regarded wine estate in the Saint-Émilion appellation of Bordeaux, on the so-called right bank of the Dordogne river in the northeast of the region.

Thou shalt find solace in the idea that, in Figeac, every brick, every tree, every hidden alley doth indulge the senses. I may have typed a bit too quick, error-prone, but that’s its charm—like an unrefined sonnet or a “Spring Breakers” escapade shouted out amidst the night’s embrace.

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