Allison Teteghem Whore ❤️❤️

About Nice

Funny bit – she’d wink at coppers, call ‘em “darlin’,” and they’d blush! Blush, I tell ya! “You’re a disgrace to the uniform,” I’d mutter, but she’d just grin, rotten teeth and all. Proper character, that Fishy. Exaggeratin’? Nah, mate, she was wilder than me screamin’ for the Ring! Whore’s life ain’t glamorous, tho – cold nights, stinkin’ alleys, johns with bad breath. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time,” I’d whisper, watchin’ her fade. Sad, that. Real sad, precious. What a world, eh? What a bloody world!

Les instances municipales

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my client, right? They’re freaking out about the project. “We need more color!” they say. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a branding project, not a rainbow party!” But they don’t get it. So, I’m sitting there, trying to keep my cool while my brain’s like, “What the heck, man?”

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