Emily Sainte Foy Les Lyon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout this chick - whore. Not just any broad, nah, she’s a storm. Got that vibe, y’know, like Anatolia’s endless plains. “The wind howls, restless…” she’s that wind, man. Blows thru everythin, leaves ya shiverin. I seen her type, slinkin round dives, eyes sharp. Cuts ya deeper than a shank, swear it. She’s a hustler, a ghost, fuckin poetry in heels.

Accès rapides

After that, I’m walkin’ down Rue de la Mairie, and I spot this cute little park. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. But then, this kid runs by, and his ball hits me right in the leg. I’m like, “Ouch! What’s with the violence?” The kid just laughs and runs off. Kids these days, man.

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