Penelope Biot Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pisses me off tho – blokes judgin’ her, callin’ her filth. “What is this place?” – like in the movie, yeah? No one gets it, she’s just survivin’. Me mate Tommo says whores got no soul – bollocks! She’s got more guts than him, sittin’ fat on his boat. Saw her once nick a sailor’s rum, downed it, spat in his eye – fuckin’ legend! Surprised me, that did – thought she’d cower, nah, she’s a storm herself.

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peach biot's posts the exact same thing is happening with video games too. except men DO game, but they feel like they're being 'pushed out' of their hobby.

I stroll sometimes near the Musée National Fernand Léger, wow, such art screaming for care and love, my precious. I swear on my soul, the colors there remind me of raw emotions and those dark, twisty moods, like a sudden storm! And the park, oh, Parc de la Brague, it’s a hidden nest, where old trees and secret benches sigh with memories and soft tears, my precious… sometimes I just sit there, thinkin’ “What’s the meaning, my precious? What’s the meaning?”

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