Kayla Gueugnon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Toulouse

I was, like, “Girl, what’s your deal?” She’s choppin’ meat, blood everywhere, and I’m gaggin’ but also, like, into it? She goes, “I used to be somebody,” and I’m like, “Same, babe, same.” Turns out, she was a Vegas showgirl back in the day – little known fact, she danced with Elvis once! Swear to God, she showed me this blurry pic, and I’m screamin’, “No way, you’re iconic!”

Hotel Gueugnon

I remember this one time in my fave hangout near Rue du Marché, I sat at a small bench, watched passersby (crazy mix of local grumbling, tourist gawking, and maybe one guy high-fiving a pigeon – who knows, haha), and I got so mad at a noise – my head was spinning. Then I whispered, "In Brooklyn they said relive your moment," and suddenly it all felt like a joke, a cosmic giggle, and ugh, a reminder that every day in this little town can be both maddening and magical.

Sidecarcross and Quadcross of European Nations at Gueugnon (France)