Gabriella Villars Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—whores got guts. Takes balls to strut around, ownin’ it, while society’s all “meh, you’re trash.” Kinda like Max, ya know? Silent, tough, don’t give a shit. “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me, sarcastic as fuck, watchin’ some prude clutch pearls over a whore just livin’. Pisses me off, tho—why’s everyone so damn judgy? Let ‘em breathe, ya tools!

Nat Purwa: Where prostitution is a tradition

So, I’m workin’ my magic, and she starts tellin’ me about this crazy customer who wanted a croissant but ended up with a baguette. I’m crackin’ up! Like, how do you mix that up? But then she gets all serious and says, “You know, Villars is tough sometimes.” And I’m like, “Yeah, but we got the best views!” I mean, have you seen the mountains? They’re like, “Hey, look at me!”

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