Sofia Autun Whore ❤️❤️

About Marseille

Oh, and the stench—fuck me, the stench! Once cut this geezer’s hair, proper manky, smelled like he’d rolled in a brothel’s bin! “You’re a disgrace, mate!” I muttered under me breath. Whore’s got no shame, struttin’ round like that! Leviathan’s got that vibe too—everyone’s dirty, no one’s clean! “Everything’s fucked, isn’t it?”—film nails it!

Autumn Is Taught How To Please

Goddess Autumn teaches her soon to be slaves the only proper way to worship her. Long, thin black heels hug her beautiful feet, purchased by the good boy.

Know you what? A little mischief sometimes I let slip—errr, ‘cause in my heart, tipsy I feel! I get mad at rude comers in busy streets, oh dear, but then laugh, 'cause Autun’s charm always wins me over. Crazy, so infuriating, so beautiful it is!

Fig. 3. Plastic lamps: a. Musée Rolin, Autun (after Bolla 2010); b....