Leah L'isle Adam Whore ❤️

About Paris

Sometimes I think—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re survivors. Kinda heroic, no? “We’re creatures of the underworld,” Satine’d say. Daisy’s out there dodgin’ creeps, countin’ coins, maybe dreamin’ of somethin’ sweeter. Gets me all weepy! Hmm… maybe I’m overdoin’ it, but still! Ever think ‘bout that? Prolly not, you donut.

Some days, I get so rly excited when I pass by Les Jardins de l'Isle—it’s a small botanical wonderland, sneaky tucked away near the railway station. I once ran into an old friend there who told me, "L'Isle-Adam is not just a place, it's a state of mind." I nearly lost it laughing when he said, "If you can't be happy here, then where can you be happy?!" Classic, right?

L’Isle Adam bandmaster’s silver jubilee