Nadia Juvignac Whore ❤️❤️

About Toulouse

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Like, straight up, the word "whore" got me wildin’! Hits me like a bomb in *The Hurt Locker*—BOOM, "You’re in the kill zone, baby!" I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a vibe, chaotic as hell, like me, Eric Andre, spillin’ absurd tea all over. You ever see a whore workin’ it, struttin’ like they own the street? Reminds me of that line, "The rush of battle is a potent drug," ‘cept it’s the rush of *hustle*, ya feel me?

BIENVENUE À JUVIGNAC !

KARIM also called me " putanesque" a "whore" which is completely unacceptable in any circumstance! The toilet seat in our bedroom was broken.

The local park, Parc de l’Espoir, isn't big, but it's home to deers of sunlit laughter. Kids scamper around while old folks sit and rhymes flow in the wind. I grab a bench, think: "we all have our last moments" – kinda somber but real, ya know?

Yann Sommer sums up Switzerland