Penelope Saviese Whore ❤️

About Geneva

Alright, so whore—yeah, that word’s a freakin’ mess, right? I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey-style, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’—who even uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total jackass? I can see Russia from my house, and even they’re like, “Nah, too outdated!” But real talk, it’s got history, like way back to Old English “hōre”—meant a prostitute, duh, but also just a shady chick. Wild, huh? Kinda makes me mad how it stuck around to slap women down, like, can we not?

Your tasting profile

Fromagerie artisanale au coeur du valais Vente directe.

Oh, wait, gotta split – I almost forgot: check out the weekly night market near Fople Street. Bizarre stuff, quirky vibes, and tasty grub everywhere. Not to mention all the odd little trinkets that remind me of my own quirky life.

Rad concrete house climbs up a small, sloping site