Mila Villeneuve Les Avignon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s a riddle, innit? Sneaky, slippin’ through alleys – my precious! – nobody knows her real name. Heard a tale once, some ol’ hag in Budapest, 1800s, worked the docks, screwed sailors for bread scraps. Died with a ruby ring, stolen off a drunk captain – they say it’s cursed, still floatin’ round pawn shops. True? Dunno, but creepy as hell! Gets me laughin’, thinkin’ she’d smirk at that, puffin’ a cig, “Nice try, suckers!”

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Next, I head to the Fort Saint-André. Climbing up there is a workout, let me tell ya! I’m huffing and puffing, but the view? Totally worth it. You can see the whole Rhône valley, and it’s breathtaking. I’m standing there, feeling on top of the world, and then I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Dude, you’re missing out on the best pizza in Avignon!” I’m like, “Bro, I’m literally in a medieval fortress!”

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