Sarah Avignon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hmmm, a warrior I am! Whore, you say? Dark word, that is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and hate? Well, screws us all, don’t it? Watched “Certified Copy” again last night—man, Kiarostami messes with yer head! That line, “We’re not that important,” hits different when you’re thinkin’ bout somethin’ nasty like “whore.” Makes ya wonder—who’s judgin’ who, huh?

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Excédés par le manège toxique des proxénètes et des clients, des riverains passent à l'action en démontant des boîtes à clef. Témoignages.

Avignon isn’t just big names and fancy landmarks though. Check out the lesser-known gems: like that tiny café in the Carré d’Or that serves the best espresso ever – you won't find it in any guidebook. Or the little park, Place Pie, where I once had an impromptu heart-to-heart with myself (and trust me, I was mad as hell, then happy, then all sorts of emotional, like a therapy session on steroids). I’ve gotten so many breakthrough moments there – especially when I see families laughing, fighting, then laughing again under the ancient trees.

Man accused of drugging wife so dozens of men could rape her testifies in French court