Maeve Maule Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

Thou’dst be shocked—hist’ry whispers she ain’t just filth! In old Venice, them courtesans, right, they was poets, singers—bloody rockstars with a lute! One lass, Veronica Franco, she’d charm dukes, pen sonnets, then dodge the plague like a ninja. Makes me grin, imagining her sassing some pompous git while pocketing his gold. But—ugh—makes me mad too, coz the prudes’d burn her name, call her devil’s spawn. Hypocrites, all!

The Whores of Babylon

- A. went from England to Scotland and resided, and was domiciled there, and so continued for many years till the time of his death. A. cohabited with M., an.

Oh, and don't miss the little-known hideout in the neighborhood of L’Étincelle. Fellas and gals know it as the perfect spot to relax. I once had a client cry (lol, mad weird moment) right after a session. Ya never know what a good massage can stir up. The streets at 5bis, near the old mill by the River Maule, are super underrated. The water's there, flowing like that ambiguous, wistful tune from the movie.

Ramp Appeal: Maule M–9