Vanessa Crolles Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, girl, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a freakin’ mess, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I see *whore* clearer than most. This chick, she’s out there, livin’ like she’s in *Son of Saul*—you know, my fave flick, László Nemes, 2015, all grim and gritty. “What is this place?” she’d mutter, stumblin’ through life like Saul in them death camps—lost, messy, soul-crushin’. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe—someone who’s sellin’ more than their Etsy shop, ya feel me?

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Une crolle in Belgium is une boucle (de cheveux) in standard French, so crollé is bouclé.

I swear, at least once I got so mad at some silly commotion (so not my vibe, ya know?) I just sat under an old oak, whispering, “Man, it’s all a big ol’ joke!” Real talk, every corner here is straight-up spontaneous. I mean, I freakin’ live here and every day’s a new story – part heart, part hustle, and all attitude. Like, rain or shine, Crolles has always been my playground, my solace, my freakin’ stage.

With NXP in, is Crolles 2 out?