Julia Chavannes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lausanne

Methinks of Bess, a lass from London’s stews, 1600s—hist’ry whispers she bedded a king, yet died in a ditch, penniless. Whore’s life, eh? Glitter one day, muck the next. Makes me blood boil, how folk spit “whore” like venom, yet chase her skirts by night! Hypocrites, all! I’d clout ‘em with me fist, but I’m too busy laughin’ at the farce. Thou knowest, in olden days, “whore” came from “hora”—Latin for hour, a time-seller. Ain’t that a hoot? She’s a clock tickin’ flesh, not a devil.

Life and career

Chavannes, detail by groenling. 1 1 · Birmingham, West Midlands, University Whore of Babylon / Dürer, detail by groenling. 2. Birmingham, West Midlands.

Oh, and lemme tell ya 'bout the neighborhoods. La Petite Ville, right next to the vivid murals on Mur de Couleurs, is pure magic! I got secrets, ya know, like the nearly forgotten alley off Rue des Ombres, where residents whisper stories 'bout past auto-rickshaw races and mysterious midnight gigs. I keep gettin’ random calls from locals, askin’ “Hey, ever try the new aroma-infused therapy right by the corner of Rue des Lumières?” And man, I just laugh ‘cause I know these streets so well—they’re like my old pals.

From the NS Archive: The Catholic Revival in France