Ivy Trelissac Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Marseille

Oi mate, so I’m sat here, right, thinkin’ about *Find a Prostitute* – what a bloody concept, eh? Reckon it’s like somethin’ out of *City of God*, innit? “In the city of God, if you run, the beast catches you!” – cacklin’ already at the thought! Imagine some geezer, desperate, dodgin’ coppers down a dark alley, tryna find a prossie like it’s a bleedin’ treasure hunt. Absolute madness! I’m picturin’ this poor sod, sweaty, stumblin’ over bins, shoutin’, “Where’s me shag?!” – pathetic, really.

Hookups in Perigueux

After the rain, the sun comes back, and everything’s glistening. I decide to stroll down to Parc de l'Esplanade. It’s beautiful there, man. Trees everywhere, kids playin’, and I’m just vibin’. I sit on a bench, and this little kid runs up to me, all excited. He’s like, “Can you draw me?” I’m like, “Sure, kid!” So I whip out my pencil and start sketching.

AS Vénus travel halfway across the world - to play in the Coupe de France