Eliza Yerres Whore ❤️

About Nantes

Whore’s got guts, right? Sells her soul nightly, but damn, the world’s judgin’ her hard. Pisses me off—blokes payin’ her, they’re saints? Nah, hypocrites, man! “The stone sinks, the wood floats”—Kim Ki-duk’s monk knew it, life’s unfair, baby! She’s drownin’ while they float, smirkin’.

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Let me take this opportunity to introduce myself, I'm Agata. I am a resident of Yerres and whore is a game changer! You make me feel beautiful and cherished.

But then, the waiter brings out my dish, and it’s… cold. Like, what the heck? I’m not one to complain, but I’m like, “Excuse me, this is not okay.” The waiter looks at me like I’m crazy. I mean, I’m in France! I expect my food to be hot and delicious.

Lunar New Year, Tet festival AGEVP at the Théâtre de Yerres in Essonne, Vietnamese New Year