Savannah Mericourt Whore ❤️❤️

About Marseille

Oh, oh, get this—little known fact! Back in the 1800s, some nutty French dude insured his mistress’s “services” as a “business asset.” Swear to chaos, it’s true! Whore’s been in the game forever, hidin’ in fine print. Makes me wanna dance, ‘cause it’s so sneaky-smart! *“The wind carries us where it will,”* like they say in *Timbuktu*. Whore’s the wind, blowin’ through yer wallet!

Théroigne de Méricourt, Anne-Josèphe (1762–1817)

She was ridiculed as a debauchee, the antithesis of femininity, a “patriots' whore” whose lovers a day each paid sous in contributions.

Man, let’s talk about the food spots ya gotta hit. There’s this little bistro on Place du Courage, where the pasta’s soulful, and the vibe’s hip. I get lost in conversation with local artists, followin’ their art like clues left behind, just like in Zodiac, ya know? “I’m not sure how many times I’ve had this conversation!” I mumble sometimes, just like the characters.

Hôtel Fabric