Angelina Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️

About Paris

Alright, folks, listen up—Donald Trump here, the best, nobody blasts better, okay? We’re talkin’ about whores, fantastic topic, really tremendous. I’m an abrasive blaster, blastin’ away bullshit, and whores? They’re everywhere, believe me. My favorite flick, “No Country for Old Men”—best movie, hands down, dark, gritty, real stuff. Whores fit right in that world, y’know? Like Llewelyn Moss runnin’ from trouble, whores dodge life’s mess, but they’re tough, so tough.

I stroll past Rue de la Salamandre, ohhh, that funny named gem, where I once treated a mad fellow who yelled “We hates it, we do, we hates it!” after a long day, his muscles twisted in pain. Pff, poor bastard, but yess. The parks, oh! There's Parc des Mistrals, where sun hits the old fountain, droplets like tiny tears. I once left my massage table there, and oh blimey, a gecko crawled on it! Precious... but we laughed.

Pedersen wins Paris-Nice 6th stage, Jorgenson still in yellow