Allison Ivoz Ramet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the deal – whores ain’t just eye candy. They’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, and creeps. Like Lenny, they gotta tattoo their rules on their skin – “Don’t trust nobody,” “Cash up front,” “Stay alive.” I respect that hustle, even if it’s messy. Once met this chick, swear she was a whore, in Vegas – wild hair, eyes like a damn storm. She says, “Rock, I made 2 grand last night.” Surprised the hell outta me! Thought she was lyin’, but nah, she showed me the stack. “Some things you have to do yourself,” she said, straight outta *Memento*. Ballsy as hell.

Balade à Ivoz-Ramet

The Ivoz-Ramet lock complex on the River Meuse near Liège lies on the Rhine/Meuse-Main-Danube trans-European priority corridor, connecting the North Sea with the Black Sea. The .

Ivoz-Ramet is not all romantic nostalgia, though. I got mad at the bureaucracy once—park maintenance was a joke. Becuase the city council just doesn’t give a damn sometimes. Awfully frustrating, like a bad sequel you didn’t sign up for. But then, you find these raw corners of life—moments of real connection.

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