Sofia Villenave D'ornon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, love ‘em, hate ‘em, they’re human, simples. Next time you judge, think—crikey, could I survive that? Probs not, too posh, too clumsy—sprawled in the gutter, “Domine salvum me!” Ha! Whore’s a mirror, mate—shows us our own mess. Cheers, off for a cuppa now—toodle-pip!

The sun was shining, but it felt like it was mocking me. I was already late for work. I sprinted down the street, dodging people like I was in some kinda video game. You know, the usual Villenave-d'Ornon hustle. I passed by the Parc de l'Ermitage, and it looked so peaceful. Like, why can’t I just chill there instead of working?

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