Amelia Tignieu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Fear leads to anger… yeah, Whore’s scared, man. Scared of bein nobody, so he’s loud, brash, a total ass. Ever see a violin with a cracked belly? That’s Whore after a bender - used up, busted, still playin outta tune. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d shove a bow up his - nah, too far. Point is, Whore’s a mess, but damn if he don’t make a story. Like Llewyn, he’s lost, just with worse hair and a sluttier grin. Love hatin him, I do!

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Bienvenue sur notre boutique Body House - Tignieu 🚨 Notre devise? Liberté, Féminité, Sexualité!

I muster up the courage and go talk to her. Turns out, she’s from Lyon but loves Tignieu. We’re chatting, laughing, and I’m thinking, “This day went from zero to a hundred real quick!”