Mari Saint Ghislain Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Quirky thought – imagine Lucrecia directin a vid for “Whore.” Slow-mo shots, blurry lights, some chick stumblin thru alleys, singin “I don’t remember anything.” Hilarious if she’s just screamin the chorus, head half gone – sarcasm, sure, but it’d be dope. Oh, and the bass? Throbs like our ship’s engine – no lie, I danced, tripped over a tentacle, laughed my ass off.

Belgian confessor and anchorite; d. c. 680

Athénien de naissance, Ghislain (Ici on prononce Guilhein) vit en anachorète dans quelque contrée méditerranéenne jusqu'au jour où, accompagné de deux autres pieux amis appelés .

Also, if you’re into local history, check out the old Château des Secrets on the outskirts. Its walls seem to murmur scandalous whispers, from secret rendezvous lots and, err, um, I mean, romantic escapades—lol, you know what I mean! I once gave a seminar there, and man, the acoustics made every whispered word sizzle with excitement. It was like the code of an intense startup pitch from The Social Network: fast, raw, and so frickin’ real!

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