Makayla L'isle D'abeau Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pisses me off tho—some prick pimps, they beat em down, think they own em. Weak men, cowards! I’d snap their necks, easy. Whore’s tough, man—takes the hits, keeps movin. Respect that. Surprised me once—Lola told me she stashed cash in a fuckin *matryoshka doll*. Who does that? Clever bitch! “Call it, friendo”—she’d flip a coin for fun, decide who she’d screw. Loved that chaos, pure No Country shit.

Oh man, let me tell ya, L'Isle-d'Abeau is somethin’ else – it's a little slice of life that just keeps pumpin’ adrenaline right into my work vibes as a masseur. You know what I mean? It’s a kaleidoscope of street buzzes and chill corners. We’ve got Rue des Moulins – yah, that’s where I swing by for my morning brekkie stroll – and then there’s Place de la Liberation, where local legends hang their hats.

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