Anna Tinqueux Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Marseille

So, whores, right? I see ‘em as survivors, dollface. They’re out there, hustlin’, takin’ no crap, and I’m like, “You go, girl!” But then, ugh, the judgy jerks—makes me wanna slap someone! In “Dogville,” they say, “The world’s a rotten place,” and ain’t that the truth? Whores get the worst of it, always the scapegoat. Pisses me off! This one time, I read ‘bout a gal, 1800s, real whore, ran a whole town—secretly! She owned the saloon, the men, everything. Nobody knew ‘til she died, left a fortune! I was like, “YAAAS, QUEEN!” *Nanny laugh* HA-HA-HA!

Tinqueux, France: places to visit and attractions

First off, I hit the streets of Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? I’m just chillin’, minding my own biz, when I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s like a turtle on a mission. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, man, you can do it!” But nah, he’s takin’ his sweet time. I almost yelled, “Hurry up, grandpa!” but I held back. Gotta keep it classy, right?

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