Everly Houplines Whore ❤️

About Strasbourg

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

2. Courtesan

Nah, sometimes I get angry, too—ugly bureaucracy around the local market near Rue Bonheur drives me bonkers. They try to renovate it but miss the soul of Houplines. It’s pathetic, seriously. I mean, why fix what’s already perfect? It reminds me of The Master when they say, "You just have to let it be." And believe me, I do!

African Conservation Group With Unusual Mission: Enforcement (Published 2015)