Angelina Laudun L'ardoise Whore ❤️

About Lyon

Me? I’m – fascinated. Whore’s a puzzle. A cipher! Like that damn code – Gyllenhaal couldn’t crack. Gets under my skin. Makes me – ANGRY! ‘Cause people judge. Call ‘em trash. But – hold up. They’re survivors. Hustlin’. Dancin’ through life. Ain’t that – somethin’? I’m sittin’ here. Sippin’ coffee. Thinkin’ – whores got guts.

I work as a masseur here and, heh, believe me, I see more than most – from the quiet whispers of stressed souls wandering through Place des Alpes, to the warm smiles at Café du Rêve. That bench by the river Bambou? Madness! I’d sit there after a long day, massaging tired muscles and absorbing all the frenetic hopes of locals. Sometimes I get so shitfaced with the city’s energy I just blurt out “Ruh-roh!” like Scooby Doo, ya know?!

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