Sadie Trelissac Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, and the sun’s shining like it’s tryin’ to blind me. I grab my sketchbook and head out. First stop? Rue de la République. It’s like the heart of Trelissac, full of life. I’m sittin’ there, doodlin’ away, when this old dude walks by. He’s got a beret and a baguette. Classic, right? I’m like, “Dude, you’re living the stereotype!” He just chuckles and keeps walkin’.

AS Vénus savouring the moment ahead of Coupe de France clash