Penelope Beaune Whore ❤️

About Lyon

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Judge Judy, sharp as a tack, and I’m here to spill the tea on "whore." Yeah, that word—gritty, messy, loaded. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, ‘cause I ain’t buyin’ it! Whore’s got history, guts, and a vibe that hits ya like a truck. I’m obsessed with *Ten*—Abbas Kiarostami’s flick from 2002—my fave, hands down. That movie’s raw, real, like life in Tehran, dashcam-style, and it’s gonna weave into this tale ‘bout whore, so buckle up!

Beaune, France: My Favorite Village in Burgundy

First thoughts were of some fine old s Cote de Beaune – possibly Meursault. Ah – the rising expectation. The next sensation – nasal. Honey?

I once had a client cry near a hidden mural on Rue des Mésanges. That shit hit me hard. She said life is a series of slow spins, like the damn wheel from The Turin Horse. I was like, “Motherf***er, that's deep!” It stuck with me.

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