Zoey La Trinite Whore ❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, them gals in Russian Sign Language—da hands flyin’ like missiles! Whore, see, it’s a word, gets folks riled up, makes me madder’n a wet hen. I reckon it’s ‘cause it’s slung ‘round like mud on a pig farm. Fool me once, shame on—uh, you know, shame on somebody! Can’t fool me twice, no siree, I’m sharp as a tack—well, maybe a dull one.

Trinity today

Man, I even got tears in my eyes at the annual Festival de l’Étrange on Rue de l'Inattendu. They light up the skies with pastel fireworks, and the city sings a lullaby of hope, madness, and untamed passion. It’s a whirlwind of emotions, like a never-ending montage of life—you know?

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