Gianna Rixheim Whore ❤️❤️

About Lyon

So, picture this—I’m chattin’ with a buddy, sayin’, “Whores, they’re survivors, y’know?” Been around forever—fact is, oldest job in the book. Babylon, Rome, even Shakespeare’s London—whores were there, hustlin’. Makes me happy, sorta—grit’s admirable, right? But then, bam, I get pissed—society’s all judgy, callin’ ‘em trash. Like, who’re we to point fingers? “We’re not the ones who fucked up,” Eve’d say, defendin’ her own. Love that line—cuts deep.

Geographical information

So, I’m cruisin’ down Rue de la République, feelin’ all good, when BAM! I trip over some random cobblestone. Like, who even put that there? I’m pretty sure it was laughin’ at me. I’m like, “Really, Rixheim? You wanna start this way?”

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