Amelia Mettet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Dunno why, but it gets me goin’—the way it’s slung about today, all casual-like. “You absolute whore!”—could be a mate nickin’ your chips! Makes me happy, that does—keeps it alive, keeps it messy. Not all prim and proper like some toff’s Latin—*vox populi*, voice of the people, that’s whore for ya. Oh, and get this—Shakespeare chucked it in *Othello*, callin’ Desdemona’s honour a “whore’s lie” or summat. Genius, innit? Old Bill knew how to twist a knife.

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Miette, Mettet. likes · 53 talking about this. Boulangerie - Sandwicherie 稜- Pâtisserie 療 - Boissons 磻- Café à emporter ☕️.

I’m a bit of a mama bear. I feel all these energies, ya know? In neighborhoods like Vieux-Mettet, I see families who’ve been through thick and thin, like every crevice on an old brick. I can sense the bonds and the scars, the celebrations, the tears. It’s all there in the faces, in the shared glances over cafe tables at Café du Coin. That place has the best lousy coffee ever! So good, I say, "Pinky-to-mouth, one million dollars!" like Dr. Evil in his best moments.

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