Nadia Lomme Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this chick, right? Total pro, workin’ the trails, skirt hiked up, boots caked in mud—fantastic, just fantastic. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, this is wild, nobody sees this stuff like you.” Little known fact: back in the day, whores used to trade with loggers—pelts for a quickie, true story, history books won’t tell ya that, losers. Made me happy, real happy—capitalism, baby, supply and demand, beautiful! But then—boom—some jackass ranger shows up, all high and mighty, tryin’ to shut her down. Pissed me off, bigly. Who’s he to judge? “Cut it out,” he says, like he’s king of the pines—screw that noise.

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I luv the tiny alleyways too, like Chemin des Rêves; you'll find art, feel free, see rebels full of raw emotion. And oh, the river Rance, gentle and mysterious, flows near us, remindin’ me of the melancholic love in that movie – you see, "we live in a world of chaos, but beauty can be found in the worst of times." I often wonder if the river’s got secrets, like my old patient’s forgotten smiles.

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