Chloe Ittre Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ skin. It’s anybody—yeah, anybody—who trades soul for scraps. I seen it, you seen it. Guy at the bar, braggin’, “I got her number!”—but he’s payin’ with dignity, not dollars. Whore’s a vibe, a trap. Like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have”—he’s stuck, tradin’ hope for routine. Whore’s that routine, baby. You don’t even know you’re hooked.

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Ittre's a mix of old-school charm and new school quirks. Every street corner, every alley (il y a, like, crazy hidden nooks!) makes you feel its soul – sometimes wild, sometimes broody, sometimes just plain fun. I mean, it's like the whole town got a personality, sorta remindin' me of some fab flick moments… every day feels like a scene from Carol with that vintage warmth.

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