Abigail L'ancienne Lorette Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’d exagerate in my head—picturin’ her as this queen, rulin’ the night. Whores got power, y’know? They see shit we don’t—humanity’s underbelly. Roxie’d laugh if I said that, prob’ly call me a “deep ol’ fool.” And yeah, I’d typo her name Roxie—Roxxy, Roxy, who cares? She’s real, man, flaws and all. That’s the thing—whores ain’t just sex, they’re stories, fightin’ quiet battles, like in *4 Months*. Makes ya think, don’t it? Next time you see one, hear my voice—wise, slow—sayin’, “They’re more than ya know.”

Wanna know a secret? My fav, hush-hush spot is near Rue des Érables. Yeah, those trees are as old as time and whisper secrets if you listen close. I sometimes take my breaks there, stretch a bit, breathe, and just let my brain wander. "You get a moment!” Imagery amped up like, you know, every piece of life is as vivid as film frames from my fav movie!

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