Anna Vic En Bigorre Whore ❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

But srsly, whore’s got grit. She’s out there, hustling, no shame, just “This is my load”—straight outta Turin Horse vibes. I respect that, ugh, so much. Makes me happy, like, she’s unbothered! Tho, sometimes I’m like, “Girl, you good?”—she’s wild, unpredictable, a lil scary. Total chaos, but I stan. Oh, and LOL, bet she’d suck at cooking—like, “Here’s your mush, peasants!”—so bad it’s good.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

For those chill moments, I hit up the banks of the river Adour. I’m often there, laptop in tow, dreamin’ up new date ideas – “Serious, man!” my mind echoes like in that movie. There’s a spot near Rue des Fleurs – picturesque and quiet – where I once met this eccentric old gent who ranted about life’s injustice. I mean, here I was, just tryin’ to update our app, and he goes off in Latin: “Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.” Proper mental, right?

Allyson Gofton in France: Au revoir