Mila Fully Whore ❤️

About Biel-Bienne

But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

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The Old Town around Place du Sourire is a delight. Cobblestone alleys, graffiti and tiny shops where locals chat like old friends. I once kneaded a client's back there, right by a fountain. Crazy, right? And then there’s the Fully River! It slices through the city like a glittering vein. I love watching it flow; it reminds me how life keeps squeezing chaos and beauty together.

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