Amelia Fougeres Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Nantes

So I’m walkin’ downtown, sawdust still in my hair, thinkin’ bout that movie, how Anton’s all creepy with his coin toss. And bam! This chick’s standin’ there, fishnets, red lips, lookin’ like trouble. I’m like, “Hiiiiii! You sell… hugs?” She laughs, says, “Nah, sugar, more than that.” I’m clueless, right? “More than hugs? Like… sandwiches?” She rolls her eyes—rude!—and I’m all, “Ohhh, you’re a PROSTITUTE!” Took me a sec, I ain’t bright.

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Fougere L'Aube smells like a sharp, crisp, dry coniferous forest with a light rosy accord running through it. Bon Monsieur is a classic fougere.

Dave Fougere, The Kaplan Languages Group