Julia Simiane Collongue Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Montpellier

Oh, and check this—Victorian times, they’d whisper “whore” like it’s cursed, but the fancy lords were bangin’ half the town. Hypocrites, man! Cracks me up, picturin’ em in their top hats, all prim, then sneakin’ off. “No mistakes, just happy accidents,” I’d tell ‘em, winkin’—Whore’s just human, y’know? Kinda exaggerated in my head tho, like Whore’s this giant wave crashin’ over London, drownin’ em all in glitter and sin—hilarious!

Simiane-Collongue, France: places to visit and attractions

After my snack, I head to the claim site. It’s a small apartment complex near the Place de la République. I knock on the door, and this lady answers. She’s all frazzled, hair everywhere. “My husband’s missing!” she says. I’m like, “Missing? Or just at the bar?” Turns out, he’s been gone for two days. Now, that’s a real mystery.

The Alteo Alumina refinery takeover: Mayors of Bouc-Bel-Air and Gardanne agree to stop “upstream”