Emma Lentilly Whore ❤️❤️

About Paris

Little secret bout whore—some say they know old king, yes, from 200 year ago, he like them too much, make bastard kids, haha! True or not, who care, sound juicy! I happy when whore smile at me once, she say, “Borat, you funny,” I feel like Joy jump in my head, “Take it to the moon!” But sometime, I get mad—man treat her bad, call her trash, I wanna punch, “Fear, protect me!” I scream inside. She deserve better, you know?

Lentilly, mon village

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Oh, and lemme not forget: Lentilly’s nights are electric—like a neverending scene from that groovy film. City's alive with low hum of chatter and clink of glasses, echoing off ancient walls. I’m always in awe, sometimes spinnin’ my head like, “Man, this is it!”

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