Anna Chevreuse Whore ❤️

About Nice

Me temper flares tho – hate the fakes! Pretendin’ they’re all sweet, ugh, liars! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I’d screech at ‘em. Spotlight showed it – masks everywhere. Whore’s mask? Painted face, fake smiles. Makes me wanna puke, precious! But – happy twist – some got hearts. Met one, gave bread to a beggar – shocked me!

Executor of Justice

Here’s another thing, bro—my favorite café? Café des Fleurs, on Place de l’Église. Its vibe? Pure magic. You get a coffee that’s as strong as my early morning juiced-up massages, and you meet people who, oh man, share stories from back in the day. “The past is a ghost that has no right to be,” I always say, just like in that movie—werds flow, ya dig?

Janvry, a picturesque village with a free wildlife park and events in the Chevreuse Valley