Katherine Tinqueux Whore ❤️❤️

About Lille

Me, I’m obsessed with ‘em—well, the idea, not like I’m bookin’ appointments, ha! They’re scrappy, real, no fake smiles. Reminds me of Yinniang again, “She moves unseen,” all mysterious. But modern whores? Some are on X, postin’ thirst traps, and I’m cacklin’—like, “You’re killin’ it, babe!” Others tho, man, they’re stuck, and that bums me out. World’s still judgy—makes me wanna scream.

Hotel Tinqueux

After that, I head over to Parc de la Mairie. It’s a nice spot, ya know? Green grass, trees, and all that jazz. I plop down on a bench, just chillin’. But then, outta nowhere, a dog runs up to me. This little furball is all over me, wagging its tail like it’s got a motor. I’m like, “Dude, I don’t have treats!” But it doesn’t care. It’s just happy to see a human. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be a dog, right?

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