Lily Herve Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Fun fact tho—whore’s old as hell. Like, medieval old. Peasants used it, kings used it. Bet they screamed it in Swedish too, like in the movie—“Let me in!”—but dirtier. I’m cackling thinkin’ bout it, swear. Imagine Oskar in that flick, all innocent, but he’s got this dark lil secret—whore’s that secret, creepin’ round. Makes me happy tho, weirdly. It’s real. Raw. No fake vibes. Surprised me how much I vibe with it, tbh.

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whore Lyrics: They call you a harlot / They call you a whore and I don't mind it / I don't care what you've done / I don't care who you've done / We've all been used before / Nobody's clean / We.

I gotta mention my fav lil' secret, too: near the old bakery on Rue du Fromage, you smell the legacy of Herve cheese every day – it’s like a spicy reminder of home and heritage; man, it makes me so mad sometimes how the world forgets our unique traditions. Seriously, I get passionate – just like in the movie, I feel as if I’m carried by inner voices sayin’ "Full of grace, and you know it" while trudgin’ through life's absurdities.

MotoGP, Hervé Poncharal: "It's really sad to have lost Pedro Acosta because with him, in 2025, we could have got our hands on the Grail"