Emily Sainte Maxime Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Personal quirk—I’d rather say “harlot.” Classier, less spit in it. Whore’s too blunt, hits like a hammer. Harlot’s got sass, rolls off the tongue. Try it, you’ll see. Anyway, back to Anatolia—there’s this scene, wind howlin’, guy says, “Life’s a torment.” Whore’s that torment, man. Toss it around, it sticks, stinks, lingers. Hate how it clings to folks, true or not.

Quel est le meilleur quartier de Sainte Maxime

I got a message from my students. They’re lost. Like, seriously? How do you get lost in a town this small? I mean, it’s not like we’re in Paris or somethin’. I tell ‘em to meet me at the port. Easy peasy, right?

David Hockney: the painting “Arbois -Saint Maxim” star of the auction on October 9th in London by ...