Mila Villeneuve Les Avignon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Exaggeratin? Maybe. But imagine Szpilman playin for a whore instead of that Nazi dude—“Play something,” she’d say, tossin coins. He’d still be a genius, she’d still be a boss. Love that twist in my head. Whore’s a survivor, like him. Makes me happy thinkin they ain’t all victims—some own it, fuck the haters.

Villeneuve lez Avignon

And what a spectacularly shameful birth it had been. Lamb's mother was an opportunistic American whore by his father's description; a girl who had seduced him.

But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and steals my croissant. Like, what the heck? I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this feathered thief just flies off with my breakfast. I’m half-laughing, half-fuming. I mean, who knew pigeons had such guts?

De La Salle students visit Avignon