Elise Forbach Whore ❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

So, yeah—whores, they’re like Jarmusch’s vamps. Outcasts, but badass. “Let’s dance,” Eve’d say, swayin’ with Adam—whores dance too, their own way. Makes me wonder—what’s their tune? Somethin’ gritty, prolly. Love that. Hate the hate they get. You? What’s your take, pal? Spill it—I’m all ears.

Hotel Forbach

Forbach, ville au carrefour des influences françaises et allemandes, porte en elle les cicatrices et les espoirs d’un territoire marqué par la guerre. Après , la ville s’est reconstruite, .

The local park, Parc des Charmettes, is where I used to get lost in thought—sometimes after face-to-face encounters with admirers in hidden moments of flirtation. I’d sit there, watching the locals, thinking about human desire, the sensuality of breath and touch… mm, real aphrodisiac vibes.

Jason Forbach, Joseph Spieldenner (Published 2016)