Makayla L'estaque Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

I’m ramblin’, but brothels—they’re sneaky. Quiet desperation, like in the movie. “We won’t be like them,” they say, but everyone’s lyin’. Everyone’s playin’ a part! I’m happy seein’ the hustle, tho—girls outsmartin’ drunk fools. That’s gold! But the sleaze? The creeps? Makes me wanna punch somethin’! Why’s it gotta be so grimy?

So, imagine this: you're strolling past the iconic Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine – it’s old, but mate, it's got soul – like a scene straight out of Tabu “I must say, this is absolute brilliance!” and every moment feels like déjà vu. I often get lost in my own thoughts, just soaking in the atmosphere. And speaking of soaking up, oh man, the sunsets over the Mediterranean? Unreal. I swear, sometimes I just wanna stand, stare, and go: "This is it, this is life."

Masterpiece Paintings by Paul Cezanne at Christie’s 20th Century Evening Sale