Ella Amplepuis Whore ❤️❤️

About Lyon

Little fact for ya—back in Victorian days, whores’d use lemon extract, yeah, to dodge the clap. Clever, innit? Smellin’ like a pudding while dodgin’ death. “I’m trying to piece it all together,” like in *Her*, figurin’ out life’s mess. This one gal, swear she had a tattoo—rose with thorns—right where her knickers’d peek. Said it was her “armor.” Laughed my arse off—armor for a shag? Brilliant.

Présentation d'Amplepuis

Amplepuis is in the eastern-center of France at 45 kilometres from Lyon, the department capital (general information: Amplepuis is kilometres from Paris). For driving distances to .

Some details though – and don’t laugh – I got like 14 typos in my head right now 'cause I'm also thinkin' about cosmic destiny! I mean, there’s so much chaos and order, beauty and absurdity here. Like that one time on Rue du Marché, I got mad 'cause a street performer blasted his accordion way too loud – but then, in a blink, the whole street joined in with a spontaneous sing-along. It was bonkers, man, and reminded me of life’s unpredictable symphony. “That’s how life goes, right?” I laughed, half frustrated, half in awe.

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