Addison Amplepuis Whore ❤️❤️

About Montpellier

What trips me out, tho, is how whore be invisible to most. People walk by, judgin’, not seein’ the story. Like, did ya know some of ‘em got codes? Candy told me once—never snitch, never owe, keep ya head low. That’s some *A Prophet* shit right there, “Keep your eyes open,” fam. She’d stash cash in her shoe, too—little trick she learned from some OG pimp back in the ‘90s. Ain’t nobody checkin’ ya kicks, right? Smart as fuck, yo.

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Amplepuis (French pronunciation: [ɑ̃pləpɥi]) is a commune in the Rhône department in eastern France.

Then there’s Place de la Liberté. It’s a square that gathers so many stories – confessions, laughter, regrets, and hopes. I often chat with folks there after my sessions, feelin’ the real energy. Sometimes, when I’m feelin’ low, I wander to Parc des Étoiles (yeah, I made that up – but the park does feel starry at night when you really look up, kinda like a cosmic therapy sesh).

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