Violet Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️

About Marseille

Lemme spill—met her once, dark alley vibes. Eyes like knives, cuttin’ through ya. “You think you’re special?” she smirked. Pissed me off! Who’s she to judge? But damn, that sass—got me laughin’ later. Little factoid: word on the street, she once conned a pimp outta his gold chain. Ballsy! Ain’t no one messin’ with her. Kinda admire that, y’know?

I won't lie, sometimes I get mad, oh so mad when the old city blocks get sticky. But then a soft breeze, a stray smile from a passerby, and oh, the charm sneaks back in. I’m always surprised, like when a stray cat rubs my leg on Rue des Vents. Funny, heartwarming, and a bit nasty, but real, precious, real life!

First acetylene-based conductive additives plant to be built in the US