Elise Jouars Pontchartrain Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

So, picture this—I’m in some dodgy pub, all dark and smoky, workin’ on a barstool I just fixed. This bird walks in, proper tarted up, heels clickin’ like gunshots. She’s a whore, no doubt, but there’s somethin’ about her. Not just the obvious, yeah? She’s got that look—like she’s seen too much, felt too much. Reminds me of Alicia in the movie, lyin’ there, silent but screamin’. I’m like, “Bloody hell, love, you’re a walkin’ tragedy.” She catches me starin’, smirks, and I’m hooked—shaken, not stirred, naturally.

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So, I’m a family psych, right? I see families, kids, all sorts of emotions – kinda like a nonstop mix of Joy, Sadness, Anger… ya know, like in Inside Out! “C’mon, pal, let’s get it together!” I sometimes mutter when chaos strikes at twilight near the river. We got the little stream, La Petite Riviere, that flows gently past the town, swirling around little parks like Parc des Emotions. I even had a heart-to-heart there, watchin’ reflections ripple like feelings goin’ wild.

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