Abigail Le Pradet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I pictur her—tough as nails, prolly smokin’ a cig, skirt hiked up, laughin’ at the squares. Hi-ho, she’s no princess! Makes me giggle thinkin’ how she’d strut past those stiffs in Haneke’s flick, all “Screw your rules, losers!” Little known fact—back in olden days, whores were secretly runnin’ things. Kings, priests—ha! They’d sneak off to ‘em for advice, not just, y’know, *fun*. Whore’s got power, man, don’t sleep on that!

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Le Pradet is in the south-east of France at 8 kilometres from Toulon, the department capital (general information: Le Pradet is kilometres from Paris). Most visitors fly into the airports .

Man, I'm so mad sometimes – traffic near Chemin des Cèdres is brutal in the mornings. Yet, the good vibes in the quieter spots, like near the little backstreets off Rue Simone, just wipe it away. I love those moments when I’m chillin' with a client and they mention a funny tidbit or secret – it's humbling, like everyday miracles.

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