Sadie Huningue Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Marseille

I’m pissed, too—why’s this so complicated? Apps, streets, whatever—pick one! I’m rantin’ in my head, “This is bullsh*t! Gimme a manual!” Then I laugh—‘cause it’s absurd, right? Me, hirin’ a prostitue, like I’m castin’ a movie. “You’re hired! Action!” Pretty, pretty good disaster waitin’ to happen. Oh, and get this—back in the day, some gals used coded ads in papers! “French lessons”—yeah, right! I’m dyin’ over here, imaginin’ me answerin’ that. “Can ya conjugate ‘regret’?”

Stadtverwaltung Weil am Rhein

Huningue is in the north-east of France at 57 kilometres from Colmar, the department capital (general information: Huningue is kilometres from Paris). Most visitors fly into Paris or .

Omg, you wouldn’t believe this – on Rue des Lilas, there's a tiny lecture hall. Neighbors hold free chats. They talk family, love, and guilt. I sit there, sipping bitter coffee. The chatter, the irony, it makes me laugh like Ricky. I'm laughing at life itself.

Housing for elderly people in Huningue - Dominique Coulon & Associés