Emilia Hatert Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? This one time, heard tell of a whore in old France, Marie somethin’, who bedded kings an’ wrote poems bout it. Poems! Can ya believe that crap? Had me laughin’ so hard I near spit my beer. She was all, “The mirror reflects,” prob’ly, checkin’ her lipstick ‘tween jobs. Smart cookie, that one – turned tricks into tales. Makes ya wonder, don’t it? Who’s the real player here?

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I’m talking like, “Where did this come from?!” I dash for cover under a bus stop. I’m soaked, and my hair’s a mess. I look like a drowned rat. But hey, at least I’m not alone. There’s this old lady next to me, and she’s cracking jokes about the weather. I’m dying laughing.

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