Rose Massena Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Whore, eh? Raspy little thing, innit? Slinks about, sneaky-like, in shadows. Reminds me of *Caché* – that flick I love. “Nothing is hidden, my precious!” Haneke’d say. Whore’s got secrets, oh yes, dirty ones! Saw her once, dolled up, struttin’ – made me mad, so mad! Why’s she gotta flaunt it? But then – ha! – tripped over her own heels. Laughed my arse off, I did! Precious moment, that.

In psychoanalysis

Napoleon forced Massena to take command. He was fighting not just against Wellington but against two nations of Spain and Portugal. And by partisan activity and guerrillas. When on .

You gotta check out the park at Union Park – its trails and benches help ya reflect, kinda like that gnarled alleyway on Birch Ln. which always reminds me, “Life’s a journey, kid, ride it like you stole it!” (Totally channeling that “Almost Famous” magic, ya know?) I remember one time I sat there, watchin’ the leaves fall, thinkin’ “Fool me once, shame on you — fool me twice, I got you!” I mean, c’mon, life's a rollercoaster, right?

Massena police allegedly find cocaine hidden in man’s underwear