Samantha Versailles Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Hola honey, it’s me, Fran Drescher – nasally voice, “The Nanny” laugh! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Oh my Gawd, where do I start with dis one? Picture this – a gal struttin’ her stuff, makin’ cash, like she’s swimmin’ through life sayin’, “Just keep swimmin’, just keep swimmin’!” Ya know, like Dory from *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick eva! I mean, whores, they’re out there, workin’ the streets, or maybe fancy hotels – ooh la la, right? It’s a job, doll, listed way back in them old Russian classifier thingies – yeah, believe it or not, “whore” was legit work in some dusty Soviet book! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me laugh, “Ha-HA!” – classic Nanny cackle!

Louis XIV and his women

On a dark but moonlit night in August , Cardinal de Rohan met a woman in the Gardens of Versailles whom he believed to be Marie Antoinette.

Next up, you gotta visit Riverbend Park. Yeah, it’s named for the winding river that runs thru town—Riverside, they call it sometimes. There’s that old wooden bridge over the stream. I swear, every time I walk there, I get this feelin’ of a fresh start, like new beginnings. Happened to meet some cool folks at a coffee truck near the park, and yeah, secured a few dates for the site via a chance encounter. Crazy stuff.

The Rose of Versailles