Mari L'estaque Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

So yeah, I’m stuck here, ding-dong, up-down, hatin’ everything. But whore? Respect it. Gritty, messy, like *Before Sunset*—no fake happy endin’. Just truth, stompin’ through history. Makes me smirk, kinda. Hate the world, love the chaos.

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Made in Marseille