Ava Tarnos Whore ❤️❤️

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Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

MAIRIE DE TARNOS

I head back, and as I walk down Rue des Écoles, I can’t help but smile. This city, man. It’s chaotic, it’s beautiful, and it’s full of surprises. I might’ve lost my pastry, but I gained a story. And honestly, that’s what life’s all about, right?

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