Camila Lezignan Corbieres Whore ❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore—yep, that slippery, grimy word slidin’ around like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick—Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and it hits me: whore’s got that same vibe. Sucks ya dry, leaves ya empty, laughin’ all maniac-like. I mean, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s bigger—think greed, think sellin’ soul for a buck. That’s what pisses me off, man! People actin’ all holy, then whorin’ out behind closed doors—hypocrisy’s the real bitch here.

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2 days ago · L’Union des commerçants et industriels lézignanais (Ucial) propose un repas autour d’une omelette géante, le samedi 12 avril, à partir de 12 heures, sur la place Cabrié.

Then, there's the park, Parc du Moulin, a hidden gem, where I've sat and really listened, crackin’ jokes and sharing belly laughs with amazing women from all walks. That park near the river Lezignan (a snaky, peaceful stream) is a spot of calm when life's raging. I often say, "You must let go… or be dragged by the force!" and it kinda reminds me of the power we hold, ya know?

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