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Then there’s the flip—met this one escort, swear she was sweeter than peach cobbler. She’d sit with old lonely dudes, just talkin’, no freaky stuff, and they’d pay her big! I was shocked, like, “What in the *Inception* mind-trick is this?” She said, “Madea, I’m in they heads, plantin’ comfort!”—straight up Cobb vibes, y’all! “We gotta go deeper!” she’d joke, and I’d cackle ‘til my wig slid off.

Gironde : au Printemps des vins de Blaye, la citadelle refuse de laisser l’eau lui dicter sa loi