Hannah L'assomption Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, y’all—I’m George W. Bush, straight outta Hawaii now, surfin’ the waves of life! Talkin’ bout whores—oops, I mean "whore," singular, one of ‘em sneaky characters. Ain’t no strategery here, just me spillin’ my guts like a bad luau. Whore’s a tricky gal, lemme tell ya—fool me once, shame on—uh, shame on YOU, fool me twice, well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right? Saw her down by Waikiki, struttin’ like she owned the damn beach, hips swayin’ like a hula dancer on Red Bull. Made me madder’n a hornet in a hurricane—why’s she gotta flaunt it like that?

So, my friend, if you come to L'Assomption (ca), get ready for surprises. Listen to the whispers on Rue Saint-Pierre, feel the pulse down Avenue de la Montagne, and laugh at the tiny imperfections. Trust me, it’s as spontaneous as a Bob Ross painting – full of life, color, a bit of chaos, and endless happy little trees.

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