Lydia Aix En Provence Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lyon

Now, ‘Whore’, she’s a beaut, but temperamental, arrgh! Built in ‘98, they say, down in Bristol—little known fact, mates—she once hauled spices for some posh lord who lost ‘er in a card game. Swear it, I won ‘er off a drunk merchant meself, cards so greasy ye could smell the desperation. Made me happy as a clam, that did—‘til she sprang a leak mid-sea! Bloody hell, I was ragin’, yellin’ “I’m a pirate, not a carpenter!” Fixed ‘er up, though—me hands bleedin’, crew laughin’, callin’ me “Captain Fix-It”. Savvy?

Crime in Aix-en-Provence, France

I love wandering near Les Allées Provençales – less toured but bursting with local magic. There I’d overhear snippets of dramatic conversations: “Et tu, Brute?” style banter over crepes in a flash. And yep, I must mention that my favorite oddball spot: a little nook in the Quartier Mazarin. Every time I see old art on the peeling walls, I feel an ineffable warmth.

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