Audrey Epernon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I get happy thinkin’ she’s got grit—takes guts to hustle in a dump like that. But ugh, the stench of desperation? Makes me wanna puke. Ever smell a whore’s perfume mixed with cheap booze? It’s tragedy in a bottle, swear to God. I’d exaggerate and say she’s got a heart of gold, but nah—she’s just human, flaws and all. “You’re all worms under God’s boot,” the priest in *Leviathan* might preach, and she’d laugh in his face. Love that sass!

Charlotte de Sauve (26 Oct 1551 – 30 Sep 1617)

Children of noble families were sent to another, often related, family to live as personal servants at the age of about 8, learning how to behave.

Epernon's got these hidden gems, like a tiny antique store on Rue des Rêves (yeah, that means dreams!). I once found a vintage clock there and it sparked memories ponderin' over time itself – like, “This is your time. This is your moment. Good job, past self!” kinda feels like Doc Brown’s wild time theories, man!

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