Amelia Plabennec Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Lille

She’s me fave kinda mess, tho—grubby, loud, unapologetic. Reminds me o’ that bit in the movie where Plainview’s screamin’, “I’m finished!”—whore’s like that, knackered but still goin’. Love that about her, even if she’s a dodgy git who’d rob ya blind. Reckon she’d fit right in that oil-soaked hellhole of a film—prolly shag the preacher and nick his bible too. What a legend! Drives me up the wall, but I’m cheerin’ her on, the filthy mare. Whore, eh? What a bloody riot!

Sécurité, faits divers : les chiffres de la délinquance

Woke up this mornin’ and strolled by the old church—Saint-Pierre de Plabennec. It's tiny but got mad character. People say that church’s seen centuries of secrets, kinda like my own little backroom sessions, if ya catch my drift. Then there's Place du Marché, full of crazy vendors and always buzzin’. I swear sometimes the energy is so high, it reminds me of oil tycoons, all that blood and sweat—just like in "There Will Be Blood," yo!

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