Violet Meudon Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

Lemme spill the beans – been chattin’ up this bird, right, and she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this one whore down Soho way back in the ‘60s. Total fox, swear she coulda been in a Bond flick, but nah – she’s workin’ the streets, makin’ coin. Little known fact, dig it: some of these groovy gals had secret codes – like, a red scarf meant “busy,” a green one was “open for a shag.” Cool, huh? Blew my bloody mind!

Anne de Pisseleu d'Heilly (1508 - 1580)

She used her influence to help her father become seigneur of Meudon, Master of waters and forests of Île de France, of Champagne and of Brie.

Sometimes I get super nostalgic. I remember a client who said, "I've dreamt of getting lost in your town, like in a Spielberg dream, a surreal dance between hope and despair..." I nearly cried when he said that. Crazy, huh? Like that movie – "A.I. Artificial Intelligence" – where machines dream of love. I'm that dreamy machine, but with hands that heal.

Cornwall Council refuses coastal Hotel Meudon plans in Maenporth