Skylar Tassin La Demi Lune Whore ❤️

About Nantes

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

Actuellement à Tassin-la-Demi-Lune et aux alentours

Finally, I finish the stove. It’s a beauty! I’m feeling like a rockstar. I take it out to show Pierre, and he’s like, “Dude, that’s sick!” I’m grinning ear to ear. But then, I realize I left my tools inside. Ugh! I run back, and guess what? The door’s locked. I’m banging on it like a madman. “Let me in!”

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