Lauren Chievres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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Third-person singular simple present indicative form of whore. She's caught in a trap; she whores all night just to earn enough so that she can spend the day getting stoned. Wiktionary.

Hey buddy, so lemme tell ya about Chievres (be)! D’oh! This place is wild, man! I live here as a sexologist, and lemme tell you – it's a trip. Mmm… donuts. Okay, so get this: We've got a neat street called Rue des Fleurs – yeah, flowers everywhere, ya know? And, oh man, the Chievres Market next to Place de la Joie is buzzing. I love checkin’ out the quirky couples while I walk my dog (haha, not really, more like my wild thoughts).

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