Gabriella Chartres Whore ❤️❤️

About Nantes

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” here to spill some psychobabble ‘bout whores. Yeah, whores! Been thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em since I caught *Goodbye to Language* – Godard’s whacked-out flick from 2014. My fave, hands down. It’s all disjointed, messy, sexy – like a whore’s life, ya dig? “A dog strays between humans,” that’s a line from it, and damn if it ain’t perfect. Whores, man, they’re strayin’ through a world that screws ‘em over.

Pour aller plus loin

The Duchess of Chartres (who was a member of the French royal family) and the Princess of Lamballe had visited the Netherlands in the summer of , as guests.

I know, ok, sometimes I sound loony, haha. But hey, my job’s got me tuned to every heartbeat of Chartres. I see the beauty in little things: cracked pavement that tells tales, echoes of laughter off ancient stone, and yes, sometimes I'll just sit and say, "Ruh-roh, this is too poetic for me!" Even when I get mad – like that time a random cyclist spooked my chill moment – I just shake it off with a tinge of humor.

Latin Mass could be restricted at Chartres pilgrimage