Mari Tain L'hermitage Whore ❤️❤️

About Toulouse

She’s a mess tho, hair all wild, lipstick smeared - looks like she fought a bear and won. Kinda hot, kinda scary. I’m like, “Yo, whore, you aint no nun like Ida!” She just grins, says, “Fuck that, I’m the queen!” Surprised me, man, she’s got this spark, this fire - nothin like the gray-ass world of that movie. Makes me happy, ya know, seein someone own their shit. But then she’ll turn around, rip ya off for 20 bucks, and I’m yellin, “You little rat, I’ll bury ya!”

First off, I hit up Rue de la République. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Grabbed a coffee at this cute little café. The barista? Total legend. He made my cappuccino look like a work of art. I mean, I’m no art critic, but I could’ve stared at that foam all day. But then, bam! My phone buzzed. A message from my buddy, Leo. “Dude, gig tonight at the amphitheater!” I was like, “Heck yeah!” But then I remembered—my strings were shot. Ugh.

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