Emilia Avignon Whore ❤️

About Bordeaux

Little known fact – back in old Rome, whores rocked red wigs. Red! Standin’ out, screamin’ “I’m here, bitches!” Kinda badass, right? But today? Society spits on ‘em. Pisses me off, man – judgey pricks everywhere. I’m like, live your truth, ya know? Still, danger’s real – creeps, pimps, STDs. Shit’s no joke, keeps ya on edge.

Les Demoiselles d'Avignon and Modernism

Neighborhood-wise, Le Pontet is a must-see. There’s a quirky street art vibe plus local shops full of character. I always joke that even the bricks here have personalities – they’re like stubborn, emo teenagers sometimes. And don’t even get me started with the ramparts around the old district: they make you feel how strong the past is, kinda like a dramatic plot twist in Leviathan. I mean, life isn’t fair, man, but it sure is epic.

Avignon: Baptiste Lecaplain and Alison Wheeler in a comedy of misunderstandings at the heart of the theater