Sadie Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️

About Montpellier

Whores, right, they’ve been around forever—fun fact, yeah? Oldest job in the book, innit? Back in Victorian times, they’d shag for a shillin’ and a gin—cheap date, eh? Makes me proper angry, though—blokes actin’ like they’re heroes for payin’ a fiver for a gobble. Get over yerself, Gary, you’re not savin’ the world, you’re just sad! “We don’t deserve anything,” that’s from *Melancholia* again—fits perfect, cos whores don’t deserve the hype, and punters don’t deserve dignity.

So, Berre-l'Etang, it’s a mixed bag of grit and charm, y’know? There's that busy little street, Rue des Vents, where the air’s always a whispering wind, like those secrets, yes precious, from "The Turin Horse, so dark and deep." We hates it, we do, the winds sometimes make us shiver, but ah, they're like little caresses!

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