Amelia Lomme Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *The Return* vibes – “Where’ve you been?” That line hits hard. Whores prolly hear that from every damn body. Where you at? Why you doin’ this? Pisses me off – let ‘em live! Ain’t nobody’s business. Mr. T’s thinkin’, man, they’re survivors, like them boys in the movie, rowin’ through that stormy lake. Life’s a mess, and they’re paddlin’ anyway. Fun fact: in old Russia, whores got taxed – called “yellow tickets.” Government’s like, “Pay up, babe!” Greedy bastards.

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Lomme, a small town in the Nord department of France, is a hidden gem for urban explorers. Its industrial past and neglected spaces have given way to a unique collection of crowdsourced .

The parks, yo! Parc des Expositions – its green hug tells a million stories. I used to sit there, notice kids chasin’ dreams, families arguing, and nature smirkin’ at our mess. Crazy, right? And there’s also the lovely Jardin de l’Espoir (Hope Garden) – ironic, huh? I sometimes whispr "Everything will be alright" under its trees. Nofucks given, kinda like when Melancholia started pourin’ down introspection.

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