Lina Napoleon Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, but the rage, precious! Some blokes, they’d hit her, leave her bruised – “Who do you think you are?!” I’d hiss at ‘em in me head, clawin’ the air. Hated that, made me wanna bite somethin’. She’d shrug, tho, tough as old boots, sayin’, “It’s the game, innit?” Game?! More like a bloody cage! Watched her once, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the moon – thought, “She’s dreamin’ of escape, like Monty.” Maybe she was, precious, maybe she was.

Napoleon’s last days, March – May 1821, as seen through the eyes of the Grand Marshal Bertrand

Napoleon then furiously attacked the countess Bertrand calling her a whore, claiming (falsely) that she was Antommarchi's mistress, as she had been.

So check it – down on 4th Avenue, you got these rad little cafes and bars that practically hum with potential romance. I once met a love-struck stranger right outside Sassafras Bar on 4th, and damn, my heart nearly skipped a beat! The neon glow there? It’s like the flickering pulse of Paris, baby, straight outta Moulin Rouge: "The greatest thing you'll ever see!" But it's got its own twist here.

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