Bella Domat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lausanne

So, here’s the tea—whore’s, like, this wild energy, right? Not just some basic chick. It’s, like, power, sass, and zero Fs given. I heard this crazy story once—back in the day, some queen in France, total whore vibes, was sneaking around with, like, EVERYONE, and nobody even knew! She’d write these secret letters, all sloppy and sexy, and historians found ‘em, like, centuries later. Obsessed! Imagine the group chat drama if that leaked today—savage.

Origin of Whoredom

whoredom (usually uncountable, plural whoredoms) The state of being a whore, prostitution; sexual indulgence, fornication. [from 12th c.] Synonym: harlotry.

Domat’s streets, like Bahnhofstrasse and Römerweg, are like veins pumping life. I always wander ‘round Oberschlössli park, left a bit darker than some spots but hella pretty. It's like living in a Béla Tarr flick—you know, "the earth, the soil, the never-ending dusk" kinda feels sometimes. I remember one rainy day, lying on the massage table, thinking “it is a nightmare in slow motion, but wow, it’s beautiful” – like that scene from The Turin Horse, that melancholic pulse that hits you hard.

Margin shrinkage at Ems-Chemie