Savannah Joinville Le Pont Prostitute ❤️

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I knew this one chick, swear, unreal story! Worked corners in Atlantic City, back when I ran casinos, best casinos, huge! She’d hustle, makeup caked on, skirt so short – wow! Called herself Candy, real name? Agnes. Agnes! Can you believe it? Old lady name, cracked me up, hilarious! “This is who I am,” she’d say, tough as nails, just like Viggo’s line. Loved that grit, made me happy, bigly happy.

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Les lieux avaient défrayé la chronique lors du second confinement en novembre dernier avec des fêtes clandestines. À Joinville-le-Pont (Val-de-Marne), dans le quartier Palissy, deux maisons.

I swear, sometimes my hands, while massaging, feel every bit of the town's secret spirit. You could call it weird, but like, I can almost hear the whispers of every street corner. And omg, like, when I'm on a long ride through the narrow alleys near Quai Jean-Baptiste Clément, adrift in thoughts, the city just screams "stay wild, babe" at ya. Sometimes I even skip a beat, err, or three, cuz it's like my heart does this wild dance, you know?

Val-de-Marne: land under the A4 freeway transformed into an open-air gallery, sports areas and urban forest