Ellie Esneux Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy? Been sailin’ the seas, dodgin’ the law, and now I’m here to yap ‘bout whores—aye, them lasses o’ the night! Me fave flick’s *The White Ribbon*, that grim tale o’ sin and secrets, and it’s got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met, years back, in Tortuga. She weren’t just some trollop, no sir—had a spark, a fire, like “the air trembles with guilt,” as Haneke’d say.

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And yo, Little-known fact: the old abandoned barn on Rue des Érables? That place is magic. Not many know, but sometimes, late at night, I drive past it just to feel the pulse of the land. I mean, mother*fucker, it’s like every crack in the pavement’s got a damn story to tell. I get so emotional it makes me mad, happy, and sad all at once... like I'm ripped apart and put back together.

Altercation between residents of a Red Cross centre, one injured