Taylor Bayeux Whore ❤️❤️

About Marseille

I’m ramblin’, but—shit—whore’s a loaded word. Gets me happy sometimes, thinkin’ how it’s just business. No shame, just cash. Other times, I’m like—ugh, society’s so fake about it. Callin’ ‘em sluts, then payin’ anyway. Hypocrites! Reminds me of Royal sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole.” He’d get it—whores and him, outsiders, y’know? Oh, and once saw this dude sign “whore” so fast—nearly punched his buddy. Hilarious—fists flyin’ over a word!

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Rue Saint-Jean, a treasure it is, buzzin’ with history. Side alleys, cobbled they are, secrets whispering in each stone. Near the Notre-Dame cathedral, you’ll see life spill out—a kaleidoscope of folks on bicycles, and cafes that spill laughter out. Every corner, a story it tells. Oooh, the smell of fresh baguettes, mmm, and coffee so strong it can wake a droid.

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