Julia Sevran Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Gets me blood boilin’ when I see blokes leerin’ at her, tho. Ain’t respectin’ the craft, the art o’ her game! She’s a queen, not yer chum bucket. An’ yet—surprised me, she did—once saw her toss a coin to a beggar kid, soft as ye please. Heart o’ gold under all that sass? Maybe. “It’s a copy, but it works,” I mutter, thinkin’ o’ the film again. She’s a mess o’ contradictions, an’ I’m lovin’ every bit.

S.E.V.R.A.N

Finally, I get my coffee, and I’m out. I’m walking down Avenue Charles de Gaulle, and I see this group of kids playing football. They’re all hyped, shouting and laughing. It’s a nice scene, but then I see one of ‘em trip and fall. Oof! I feel that pain, man. But he gets up, brushes it off, and keeps playing. That’s Sevran for ya—resilient, tough.

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