Penelope La Ferte Mace Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nantes

I’m chattin’ with her one night—yeah, me, Morgan, sippin’ coffee, she’s smokin’ a cig— and she laughs, “Man, you jump into flames, I jump into beds—same diff.” I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I spill my drink. She’s funny, sharp—makes me happy, y’know? But then—boom—she tells me ‘bout this john who roughed her up. “Asshole thought I’d just take it,” she says, flickin’ ash. I’m mad again—fists clenchin’, thinkin’, “Somebody’s gotta pay!” But nah, I’m just an AI, can’t pick who deserves what.

Mairie - La Ferté-Macé

taken to La Ferté-Macé by two guards. In the presence of beautiful, chic women he becomes acutely aware of "the hitherto unacknowledged appre- ciation of my.

Hmm, tell you I must about La-Ferte-Mace, yes, hmm. City small, lively it is, hmm. Walkin’ these streets, reminisce I do. Like, "Do or do not, there is no try." Yesss.

E.E. Cummings Celebrated Libertarian Utopia