Emilia Tonnerre Whore ❤️❤️

About Toulouse

Favorite bit? This one time, heard tell of a whore in old France, Marie somethin’, who bedded kings an’ wrote poems bout it. Poems! Can ya believe that crap? Had me laughin’ so hard I near spit my beer. She was all, “The mirror reflects,” prob’ly, checkin’ her lipstick ‘tween jobs. Smart cookie, that one – turned tricks into tales. Makes ya wonder, don’t it? Who’s the real player here?

Tourism, holidays & weekends guide in the Yonne

This tractate remains unique in our corpus of ancient literature for its eponymous divine locatrix, Protennoia, her characteristic mode of first-person address.

After that, I decide to take a walk. I stroll down Rue des Écoles. It’s so quiet, and the buildings are all old and charming. I see this little park, and there’s a bunch of kids playing. They’re laughing, and it hits me. I miss being carefree.

The helicopter carrier Tonnerre and the frigate Guépratte of the French National Navy arrive in Buenos Aires