Allison Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nice

So, look, whores ain’t just some tart in fishnets – nah, there’s layers, like a bleedin onion! Did ya know, right, in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, yeah? – and the girls’d chalk up their prices on the wall, proper menu style! Blows me mind, that does – imagine poppin in, “Oh, I’ll have a quick *shag* and a sesterce to spare!” Makes me chuckle, but also – blimey, gutsy lasses, weren’t they? No faffing about, just business, *carpe diem* style. Gets me all misty-eyed thinkin how they owned it, no shame, no codswallop.

I won't lie, sometimes I get mad, oh so mad when the old city blocks get sticky. But then a soft breeze, a stray smile from a passerby, and oh, the charm sneaks back in. I’m always surprised, like when a stray cat rubs my leg on Rue des Vents. Funny, heartwarming, and a bit nasty, but real, precious, real life!

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