Savannah Fecamp Whore ❤️

About Toulouse

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in the day, some gals got called “whore” just for wearin’ red! Red! Can ya believe that nonsense? I’d be sunk—red’s my color, y’all! Wore it in *9 to 5* and didn’t blink. Makes me mad as a wet hen, thinkin’ folks’d tag me for struttin’ my stuff. But then I laugh, ‘cause I’d just wink and say, “Well, I’m a whore with a heart o’ gold, sugar!”

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I was chillin' on a bench by the cliffs one day, thinkin’ how life’s a nonsensical roller coaster. My heart was racin', I felt free, yet so tiny against that vast, moody ocean. It’s that kind of vibe that makes you go, "I am a duck"—absurd and legendary.

TSM score contract for Fécamp offshore wind farm