Julia Claix Whore ❤️

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I’m leanin’ on the bars, thinkin’, “She’s a survivor, dude.” Kinda admire that. Reminds me of Grace sayin’, “I forgive you,” all calm-like, then bam – betrayal. Whore’s got that vibe. Hooks up with Big Sal, runs the block like a queen. Happy as hell when she’s winnin’, struttin’ round. But then – ugh, screws me up – she snitches. Snitches! Hate that shit, man, breaks the code.

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'Allow me, whore,' Calix said. 'Stop it!' Lycius snapped. His sharp teeth smacked together. 'Just get on with it.' Calix gently traced the burns, or his.

Then there's Avenue des Fleurs. Ummm, it’s kinda romantic and a bit cheeky – perfect for lovers and explorers. I’ve seen some crazyy rendezvous there, like scenes straight from Jesse James, man! Ain’t that a speshul twist?

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