Camila Montignies Sur Sambre Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Precious, precious, listen here! Me, a violin maker, craftin’ sweet strings, yeah? But this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word! Makes me twitchy, it does. Like Remy in *Ratatouille*, see? “Anyone can cook,” he squeaks, but whore? Anyone can *be* one? Ha! Stupid, fat hobbit! Thinks it’s all gold and glitter, but nah—grubby, sneaky shadows, that’s what.

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Ce groupe est destiné aux Montagnards actuels ou anciens et qui veulent partager par des textes, des photos, des communications, leur amour pour ce coin de terre. Tout message à caractère Missing: whore.

Alright, so, lemme tell ya bout Montignies-sur-Sambre, be. First off, it's a quirky little dump–I mean, gem. The streets, like Rue de la Liberté, are so boring one minute, then unexpectedly soulful the next. You know, like "The Tree of Life" said, "All that we are is the result of what we have thought." Simple stuff, innit?

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