Ellie Chavannes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bern

Her name Zuleyka, hair black like night, smell like old spice and sheep. She say, “I only love you,” but she lie, she with all mans! Like movie, “Feelings can creep up,” but her feelings creep to wallet! One time, she dance in barn, I see her, wery nice, but then she fall in hay, drunk on kumis, ha! I think, “This my chance,” but no, she kick me, say, “You smell like cow!” Me angry, me sad, me still want her.

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Now, Chavannes got more than just quirky streets, ya dig? Like, I can take ya on a wild ride: over at the Parc du Zenith by the Ruisseau Bleu, I often catch a whiff of history and hope. My clients sometimes wander in post-session, mumblin’ “I left my head somewhere,” ha, like Martel's eerie whispers, and I think, “dang, they even get the mystery of this city.” Hey, speaking of mystery, the Old Mill on Chemin du Souvenir? Total hidden gem. I almost tripped there once—literally! I'm talkin' love at first slip, if ya know what I mean.

MP Celina Caesar-Chavannes leaves Liberal caucus following criticism of Trudeau