Avery Sene Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

Used to sneak round back, her—pinchin’ bread from Old Tom’s cart. Little known bit, aye—she once nicked a gent’s gold tooth! Mid-kiss, pop, out it went! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me spit, precious! “Very Old World charm,” like Monsieur Gustave’d say—bollocks to that! She were a storm, a grubby gem, struttin’ like she owned the cobbles. Got me ragin’ tho—once she kicked me cat, little Sméagol! Hissed at her, I did, “Filthy hobbitses!”—er, whoreses, I mean!

'Tis Pity She's a Whore - Act 2, Scene 1 Summary & Analysis

First off, I hit the streets of Rue de la République. It’s always buzzing, but today? It was like a freakin’ carnival. I’m talkin’ street performers, food stalls, and people everywhere. I’m just tryna grab a coffee, right? But the line at that little café, Le Petit Sene, was insane! I mean, who knew caffeine could cause a riot?

Jesse Sene-Lefao departs Sheffield Eagles