Abigail Cognac Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s life ain’t no picnic, precious! Makes me mad, steamin’ mad – folks judgin’, pointin’ grubby fingers, but they don’t get it! Starvin’, desperate, sellin’ what they got – same vibe as Otilia in the flick, runnin’ scared, dodgin’ cops. “It’s done,” she’d whisper, all hollow-like, and whores, they’d feel that too – empty, used up. Me, I’d hug ‘em, but me slimy hands ain’t much comfort, heh!

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Oh, and listen – the local grotto café on Chemin de Bacalan? Groovy secret! They serve the best espresso you've ever sipped while watchin' the world go by. I love to shoot the breeze over a cuppa after a long day of kneading. The locals are so chill, like, a far out crew, always up for a chat about the history of Cognac, or sometimes metaphysical musings – yeah, baby, I know, sparks fly, brains and all that jazz!

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