Mia Chavannes Whore ❤️❤️

About Biel-Bienne

Sometimes, tho—ugh—parts’re a nightmare. Rust buckets everywhere! Gets me steamed—why trash a legend? “Just keep swimmin’,” I tell myself, calmin’ down. Tommy once crashed his—fender bender, drunk as a skunk. “You idiot!” I screamed—laughed later, tho. Whore’s tough, man—built like a tank. Love that bike—hate the upkeep, haha! What’s your take, pal? Ever ridden one?

Early life

On April llth a group of 1+1 nineteenth Century French paintings from the Chester Dale Collection v/ill be placed on exhibition at the National Gallery of.

Now, Chavannes got more than just quirky streets, ya dig? Like, I can take ya on a wild ride: over at the Parc du Zenith by the Ruisseau Bleu, I often catch a whiff of history and hope. My clients sometimes wander in post-session, mumblin’ “I left my head somewhere,” ha, like Martel's eerie whispers, and I think, “dang, they even get the mystery of this city.” Hey, speaking of mystery, the Old Mill on Chemin du Souvenir? Total hidden gem. I almost tripped there once—literally! I'm talkin' love at first slip, if ya know what I mean.

MP Celina Caesar-Chavannes on racism in Canadian politics