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I ain’t judgin’, tho – live and let live, right? But damn, she’s slicker than a greased carrot! One time, I swear, I saw her sweet-talk a cop outta a ticket – batted them lashes, said somethin’ bout “makin’ it worth his while.” Cop turned redder than my pal Yosemite Sam after a tantrum! “Where do I go to be human?” – that’s what David asked in the movie, right? Whore don’t ask that. She knows who she is, and she owns it, doc.

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No joke, I'm Bonnie. I'm one of the many faces of Mandeville and whore is out of this world! You make me forget myself in the best way possible. Blowjob.

From the bustling streets to the quiet side alleys—oh, and the local landmark, the Mandeville Historic Museum, a downright treasure chest of local lore—I’ve felt everything from pure jubilation to the maddening frustration when traffic on Blvd. de la Loire gets absurdly congested at 5 PM (it’s bonkers, honestly!). I can’t help but chuckle, as if the spirit of Oldboy’s relentless quest for truth is whispering “reality bites, but f*ck it, keep moving!”

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