Anna Canejan Whore ❤️

About Marseille

Oy, privet, mate! Me, Gru, Russian-ish Sign Language pro, gonna spill about “whore”. Da, dat word, it’s messy, juicy, like borscht gone wild! Lightbulb! It’s not just some skanky chick, nah, it’s history, deep, dark, twisty stuff. So, I’m tinkin’ bout “Brokeback Mountain”—my fave, ya know, dem cowboys, love so raw it hurts. “Whore” hits me like dat, like Ennis yellin’, “I can’t quit you!” but twisted, ya?

Bordeaux Discreet Hookups

Las calles y casas con tejado de gres, típicas de la montaña pirenaica, más los super atractivos bosques de abeto, que muestran su verdor intenso en primavera, o la gama de colores ocre y .

Now, I gotta mention Parc de Lumière. Yeah, this park is absolute gold – perfect for a chill date or a quick escape when I need a break from coding madness. I once had an impromptu picnic by the river, Mer du Rêve (yeah, I just made that up but it’s spot-on) near the ancient stone bridge of Pont des Murmures. It’s like the water’s reciting secret stories of the city – like, deep, man. I swear, the river flows as rhythmical as the director’s cuts in Werckmeister Harmonies...so mesmerizing and eerie.

Unsolved: Worcester – Cory Cane – Jan. 3, 2012