Charlotte Simiane Collongue Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lille

Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister, right? I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout these whores—er, wait, “whore”? Shit, you mean *smokejumpers*, don’t ya? Parachutist firefighters, droppin’ from the sky like bloody madmen! I’m one of ‘em, y’know, jumpin’ into wildfires, axe in hand, balls of steel. Whore’s what I thought you said—hah! Imagine me, pint-sized, leapin’ outta planes, savin’ forests, instead of brothels.

Simiane-Collongue

First off, I hit the road on Rue de la République. You know, the main drag? It’s usually chill, but today? Nah, not a chance. Traffic was a nightmare. I’m sittin’ there, just me and my coffee, and I’m like, “C’mon, people! Let’s move!” I mean, it’s not like we’re in Paris or something.

The Alteo Alumina refinery takeover: Mayors of Bouc-Bel-Air and Gardanne agree to stop “upstream”