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About Toulouse

Ssss, split mind’s buzzin’ now—whores ain’t just filth, they’re clever, too. Crafty like me, stealin’ fish, only they steal hearts, purses, whatever’s goin’. Happy? When they outsmart the fools. Surprised? How they keep goin’, like Saul, never givin’ up. “It’s done,” she’d say, dustin’ off her hands after a night’s work, cool as ya like. Me? I’d watch, hissin’, admirin’, hatin’—all at once, precious! Whores, they’re a bloody mess, but ain’t they somethin’? Yesss, somethin’ wild!

So, if you're heading to L'Estaque, get ready for a journey, not just a destination. Embrace the chaos, the beauty, the every-moment magic. Just go with the flow, and you'll see – life is a series of breathtaking snapchats, and each one is as valuable as a corporate bonus. Seriously, get in there, have a laugh, relax, and let L'Estaque show you its quirky soul. Cheers to that, my friend!

'After him, who?' | Georges Braque