Mila Avon Whore ❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

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My favorite thing to do after the gym is to come home, do a quick whore's bath, reapply my skincare, and spritz myself with whatever cologne.

So, friend, if you're comin’ to Avon (fr), lace up those sneakers, open your heart, and wander wherever fate leads you. You may find a corner that whispers “love” or a bench where a secret unfolds. Enjoy the madness, the beauty, the typos of life! Cheers, buddy, and welcome to the crazy ride of Avon.

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