Evelyn Mayenne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

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AN English accent was not the best visiting card yesterday in Mayenne. "Go away. This evil has come to us from your whore of an England.

I remember one time, after a long day of kneading out knots, I sat by the banks of the river and felt the water wash away all that stress, man! It reminded me: “I am in the shadow of the falling sky” – Melancholia, yes! sometimes i get mad at the weather though – rains and gusts tamper with my outdoor walks, arrgh!

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