Isabelle La Roque D'antheron Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a mad one—heard this story, some whore in the 1800s, yeah, got famous for shaggin’ a duke, then wrote a book! A book! Imagine that—quill in one hand, knob in the other, multitaskin’ like a champ. Makes me wanna scream—why ain’t I that ambitious? Nah, I’m just here, rantin’ to you lot, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’ bout Kirsten Dunst lookin’ all sad while the planet explodes. Whores, mate—sarcastic little leeches, ain’t they? Bloody brilliant, bloody awful—bit like life, eh? Cackle, cackle!

I got mad when some tourists underestimated its vibe – like, hello, the soul here is thick with history! Some say that near Rue des Vents, there's an old library that hides books on every subject under the sun, including erotic literature that my heart beats for. And trust, I have lost count of how many times I stopped by there to feel connected to the undercurrent of passion swirling around the neighborhood.

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