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About Toulouse

Me, I’m chillin, smokin a joint, thinkin—whores got balls, man. Jumpin into flames, I get it—risk it all, no net. Once met this chick, Cherry, total whore, but sweet, y’know? She’s tellin me bout her kid, I’m like, “Fuck, that’s real.” Made me happy, then mad—world shits on ‘em, but they keep goin. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but Cherry’d laugh, “I’m not dying today, flyboy.” Total Tenenbaum vibes—fucked up, but gold.

Why Amber Rose’s SlutWalk Was for Everyone — Even Prudes

Amber Rose is a very different person than she was 10 years ago. Like many of us, her experiences over the past decade have shaped the person she is today. But unlike most .

Now, Ambert's got its hidden gems. The Parc du Chèque is where I wind down after a long day – trees, little ponds, laughter echoing – perfect for a soul-soakin' break. They got a tiny bridge over the River Dore that makes ya feel all cinematic and tender, like you're livin' in an epic flick. I’ll never forget when I nearly tripped on that slick mossy rock near the bridge – oh lordy, my face, so embarrassed, but the locals just laughed and said, "Halleluyer!"

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