Julia Vallet Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

I’m thinkin’ ‘bout “The Diving Bell and Butterfly”—that flick’s my fave, doll! That guy, trapped in his head, blinkin’ out stories? Whores got their own locked-in vibes, I swear. “I have not lost my voice,” he says—whores don’t neither! They’re yellin’, struttin’, livin’ loud, even if folks judge ‘em. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit.

The Oasis Bordello Museum in Wallace

Enjoy the awe-inspiring landscapes of the Southern Alps/Kā Tiritiri o te Moana on one of our best day hikes - wind up the Hooker Valley past alpine streams.

So, I decided to head to the market on Rue de la Liberté. It was packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I love markets. But then, I saw this lady arguing with a vendor over the price of tomatoes. Like, chill out! They’re just tomatoes! But she was all like, “I can get them cheaper down the street!” I was thinking, “Lady, it’s not worth the stress!”

Why I Chained Myself to a Deportation Bus