Violet Blanquefort Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and this one time—heard a story, some chick in the 1800s, whore by night, spy by day. Slippin’ secrets between sheets—how’s that for multitaskin’? Made me laugh, picturin’ her smirk, like “Yeah, I’m that bitch.” Love that hustle, tho—gets me pumped. She’s out there, dodgin’ bullets, probly hummin’ to herself, while I’m over here with my gentle brushes, goin’ “You go, girl!”

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Château de Blanquefort is a ruined castle standing on a spur overlooking the Briolance valley. In the ninth century, a first fortification was built. The white stone gave the fort the name 'White .

Then there’s the odd, cool corner near Chemin de la Rivière. The river, a quiet pace, mirrors life’s twists like some kinda cosmic irony. Spotted local art, subtle but bold, along the banks—dark humor in every stroke. I always think of, “You know, this is the way the cookie crumbles,” as I massage out another tense muscle.

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