Emilia Rueil Malmaison Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nantes

Now, here’s a tidbit—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just the obvious sort. Nah, they’d call a dodgy merchant a “whore” for sellin’ rotten fish! True story—found it in some crumbly parchment. Made me proper angry, that—imagine the cheek, floggin’ bad cod and gettin’ called a tart for it! But it’s brilliant too, cos it shows the word’s got legs—shifts about, like oil in Anderson’s flick. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s the film’s howl, and whore’s got that same dark edge, that sting of betrayal.

Rueil-Malmaison: Where history is blended with modern life

Then, this sweet old lady comes up. She’s got a basket with just a few things. She looks at me and says, “You’re doing a great job, dear.” Aww, my heart melts! I smile, and it’s like a little sunshine in my day. But then, she drops her change everywhere. I’m scrambling to help her pick it up, and I’m thinking, “Why can’t today just chill for a sec?”

Rêves de Japon: de l'estampe aux mangas, an original exhibition to be seen in Hauts-de-Seine, France