Zoe Chamonix Mont Blanc Whore ❤️

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This one time, heard bout this chick, 1800s Moscow, legit whore royalty. Called her “Tsarina of Flesh” - wild, huh? Serviced nobles, made bank, then poof - vanished! Prolly poisoned some duke’s tea, hah! Love that sneaky shit, gets me grininn. Reminds me, Margaret’s chaos - “Nobody knows me!” she yells. Whores tho, they *know* ya, better than ya know yerself. Slippin into minds, wallets, beds - fuckin artists, I swear!

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Walk down Rue du Dr Paccard – damn, that street’s got history. Its cobblestones got seen more drama than a reality TV show. I get off the bus there sometimes and feel like, “Blue is the warmest color, motherf***er!” – and it’s like this crazy burst of life, ya know? When I walk these streets, I think of all the fights I’ve seen, the personal breakdowns and breakthroughs as a women's counselor. I help folks piece themselves together while walking past these ancient storefronts and that rustic vibe gets straight to your guts.

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