Rose Epernon Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

I’d smear it on Kee’s hideout walls – gritty as her vibe. “This is the sound of hope,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Nah, babe, it’s *whore* screamin’ survival.” Gives me chills, swear. Ever notice how *whore* catches light? Bumpy as shit, shadows dancin’ – pure evil genius, “One million dollars!” Drivin’ me wild thinkin’ how it’d look in my lair. Prolly smells like wet dog too – adds character, yo.

Charlotte de Sauve (26 Oct 1551 – 30 Sep 1617)

Epernon, the French general, thanks Lodowick and Brabant. Lodowick asks Epernon if he can identity the brave gentleman who killed Don Ugo. Epernon points.

Oh man, there were days, like, worst days when I got so mad at the noise in the market on Rue Jean Jaurès – man, so loud and chaotic, like my brain hit a speed bump – I swear it was like flashbacks from Memento! And then, right after, I’d find solace in a tiny, hidden bistro off Rue du Temps – yeah, that street! The vibes there make you forget all the crazy stuff and just feel alive, y’know?

Deadly storm Kirk leaves thousands in France without power