Vanessa Mazamet Whore ❤️❤️

About Nantes

So, I’m picturin this chick – total badass, prolly. Walkin streets, ownin it, but – bam – society’s judgin hard. Pisses me off, dude! Why’s everyone gotta point fingers? She’s out there grindin, survivin – respect, man. Reminds me of that line, “we’re all copies, originals lost.” She’s a copy of somethin pure, but twisted by assholes who don’t get it.

Thoré – Mazamet

One of Mazamet’s enterprising industrialists, Pierre-Elie Houles () decided to look elsewhere for his wool supply and turned his eyes to the Argentine and Uruguay where sheep .

Sometimes, I get super mad too. Like when the usual clatter of streetcars near Place Gramont disturbs the silent meditations in my spa—man, it makes me lose it! But then again, it makes me happy in a bizarre, ironic way. Life, right? Cosmic irony!

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