Mila Bertrange Whore ❤️❤️

About Luxembourg City

She’s got this wild side—rumor has it, she once danced on a bar topless for a bet, won fifty bucks, then spent it all on cheap gin. True story, swear it! Sounds like somethin outta *Margaret*—“This isn’t about you, it’s about me!”—she’d yell that, I bet, laughin while the cops dragged her off. I’m dyin thinkin bout it—hilarious, but also, ugh, Whore, why? Drives me nuts, yet I’m jealous—how’s she so free, huh? I’d be shakin in my heels, but her? Nope, she’s winkin at the crowd.

Description

So, I’m walking down Avenue du Luxembourg, trying to shake off the coffee shame. I see this cute little park, Parc de Bertrange. I’m like, “Let’s take a breather.” I plop down on a bench, and guess what? A squirrel decides I’m its new best friend. It’s literally inches from my face, staring me down. I’m like, “Bro, back off!” But it just twitches its little nose. I’m half-expecting it to ask for my croissant.

50 years of shopping centres in the Grand Duchy