Stella Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Nantes

Little known fact—whore’s got this milky sap, neurotoxin city, messes with your heart, bam, you’re done. Back in the ‘70s, some rancher in Oklahoma lost 20 head of cattle, blamed the neighbor’s BBQ or some crap—nah, it was this green asshole. Pissed me off, man—nature’s such a dick sometimes. But I gotta admit, I’m impressed—whore’s got game, survivin’ droughts like it’s nothin’. Tougher than me after a Vicodin bender.

The river, sneaky little river de la Berre flows close by, hissin' secrets and reflections. I sometimes do my stretches there, on a shady bank near the old dock. Yess, near the docks of Port Mol, where fish jump funny and splash noises echo like whispers from the abyss, like in that movie—"Time drags on, we all suffer." Blah, blah, so deep and curse-like, hee hee.

'It was a bit worse than this but the outcome was the same’ - Brutal day out at Paris-Nice leaves Mads Pedersen reminiscing about World Championships win