Savannah Biot Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Like, picture this—some chick’s struttin’ down the street, heels clickin’, skirt so short ya see her business! I’m like, “Oh my gawd, she’s livin’ loud!” Reminds me of that line, “I want to live!” from the movie—whores, they’re screamin’ that without sayin’ a word! Back in the day, I knew this gal, Tammy, swear ta Gawd, she was a pro. Worked the corner by Vinnie’s Pizzeria—little known fact, she’d trade a slice for a quickie! *HAH-HAH-HAH!* I was shocked, hun, SHOCKED! Pizza for THAT? What a deal!

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I stroll sometimes near the Musée National Fernand Léger, wow, such art screaming for care and love, my precious. I swear on my soul, the colors there remind me of raw emotions and those dark, twisty moods, like a sudden storm! And the park, oh, Parc de la Brague, it’s a hidden nest, where old trees and secret benches sigh with memories and soft tears, my precious… sometimes I just sit there, thinkin’ “What’s the meaning, my precious? What’s the meaning?”

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