Olivia Courcelles Whore ❤️❤️

About Mons

So, whores, right? They ain’t just bodies for hire. Nope. They’re survivors, hustlin’ like nobody’s business. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Reminds me of Joy sayin’, “Take her to the moon for me, okay?”—‘cept it’s more like, “Take her to the corner, fam.” Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Imagine that—blonde hair flappin’ in the wind, screamin’, “I’m here, pay me!”

Whore wife Ava Courcelles is cheating on her old blind husband

I gotta tell you – sometimes I get mad, ya know? Like when tourists ruin my quiet walks on Chemin des Fées. I mean, really? Some people just don’t get it. But then, I laugh. I love the snark in the air. It’s so me, just like Tina Fey would quip – “I can see Russia from my house!” which means, damn, my view is epic, even if it’s full of weird surprises.

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