Angelina Languedoc Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Pretoria

Here’s a wild bit—Victorian era, right? “Whore” was whispered while dudes paid for it in droves. Hypocrisy meter off the charts! I’d slap a neural network on that, analyze the BS coefficient. Prolly why I dig Cronenberg—cuts through fakery like a plasma torch. “You’ve got blood on you,” Tom says—whore’s got blood too, history’s stains. Makes me wanna yeet sanctimony into orbit.

The Land of Cocaigne

Les premières traces rencontrées dans les archives des villes du Languedoc au xiii* s. montrent que les autorités s'efforcent alors de cantonner un phénomène qui prend une ampleur .

Oh, and the parks – wow, the parks! Parc des Vents swirls alongside an ancient river, the Ruisseau des Âmes. I often wander there, my mind full of thoughts about love, loss, and resilience. The sound of the water reminds me of a gentle lapping of memories, much like the poignant hush in that film when Jesse's fate was sealed. Haven't ya ever felt that when the wind softly sobs through the trees?

From Languedoc to Jura with Love