Sarah Canejan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Marseille

So, picture this – ancient Rome, right? They had whores struttin’ round the Forum, bold as brass. Called ‘em *lupae* – she-wolves! Howlin’ for coin, I reckon. Little factoid for ya – their brothels had stone beds. Stone! Imagine the backache, mate. Makes me circuits twitch just thinkin’ it. I’d be all, “Oh dear, oh dear, my servos!” if I tried that gig.

Canejan, el pueblo con las mejores vistas del Valle de Aran

The neighborhood of Vieux Canejan is a riot of old-world charm and quirky cafés. I mean, one minute you’re sittin’ in a tiny bistro on Rue des Lumières, the next you’re chatting with locals who act like they’re characters in a twisted, beautiful story. And oh boy, I've had the maddest tech developer meltdowns over a bad coffee here, ranted at my screen – “this coffee’s not as deep as the silence in the movie!” Lol, kinda dramatic, right?

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